The prodigal web-head returnth

You never realize how much you miss something until it is gone. That sentiment rang loud and true about a week ago, when my internet suddenly blinked out of existence and I found myself undergoing a long and grueling week of detox. Like most addicts, I enjoy surfing the web aimlessly, looking up useful/less information to quench my thirst for worldly knowledge(and frequent multiple porn sites), but when the plug was pulled I felt so lost. However, the best way to get over an addiction is to replace it with another lesser addiction. To be honest, I thought this axiom was the biggest load of crap at first! For instance, if I were to get hooked on pussy, I'm not about to give that addiction up for anything (maybe Anal)! So tentatively, I started playing with my PS3, and worked my way to watching season 1 of 'LOST' on my laptop. It's a great fucking show, but that's got nothing to do with my web-lessness...

On July 2nd, I managed to deduce the source of my throe, and figured out it was the router at fault. Granted, I've been using that fucker since 2002, so it was high time I put her to sleep.
I shot over to Future Shop, picked up a D-link N and the rest,as they say, is history.

This ain't exactly the show but I dig the cute flash animation and tunes.