Mes mecs et moi... et moi... et moi... et MOUAH???

...fucking www...

What on earth are your options?

First, you need a very good friend you can trust with your credit card number... because you've grown a habit of paying your bills on the web. Your line is out of order (or your modem or... whatever...) you don't want other services to fail you (electricity and gas, for instance...) because you wouldn't have payed a bill...

Then, you need patience... (big lack of the stuff over here...)... a pen... a note book... a telephone (or two: one for chatting, one for texting...)... kids... a house to run... In the end, you might even be washing the morning dishes before 10am... after launching a machine with not-that-dirty clothes... just before taking a look for the ten millionth time at the modem to see if the lights are shining RIGHT... Hope is my friend... (Then suddenly, hours later, you see the famous fucking lights... you switch the computer on... check your bank account... check your mails... notify pals you're alive... switch off cos' it's time to eat -for the kids, that is- and then come back one fucking small hour later to realise it's gone again... yeah!)

In the meantime, you've been cooking, raging, laundry-ing (again), washing the dishes, cooking again, listenning to kids going wild, pretending you'd fallen asleep in the psychiatrist's waiting room (while your were simply listenning to Axl yelling on your mp3 :D)...

Eventually, you'll end up watching "Criminal Minds" while massaging your feet with hemp oil ;-)

Days (and hours) later: you count yourself lucky when you've had one hour of net-surfing a day (and been able to get in touch with the 2.0 life that suits you soooo well!) and you've started to reorganise your life (around texting, mostly :D)... you've even started to excercise, cos' you need to be in shape for the october Freak Night!