At last, it is here. No more guilt for staying too long online; no more making of tea while a file downloads; no more twiddling of thumbs or scratching of ass or tweaking of ear while my modem groans to catch up to the rest of the universe.
It’s the fucking fast lane! I will cancel my telephone and enter the new millenium. I will be a being of air, of light, of entangled photons. I will watch video, transfer files, and download music – I will make teleohone calls on Skype. SKYPE!
Oh yeah, baby…oh yeah.