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Our power cut off today. They shut the entire university down. Everybody had to go home. I saw students sitting in disconsolate lumps, squinting resentfully in front of their doors as they did homework and other non-electric things.

I pulled back my blinds, opened the window to get some air, and read a Margaret Weis book by sunlight.

I haven�t had time for purely recreational reading in months, so it was really nice. I couldn�t believe I heard people complaining outside my door and on the grass two stories below my window- it was marvelous, getting an excuse to do nothing for a couple hours. There was even a mass exodus as people left to go find lighted indoor activities.

Silly children.

When did we become so dependent on all this crap? I had a hissy fit over losing my internet access for a few days, when just over four years ago I was happily sending pen-pal letters the old fashioned way- with stamps and cute kitty stickers and stuff. Nothing will replace the thrill you get when you receive a handwritten note from someone you miss talking to. E-mail is nothing compared to it. Everybody�s so jaded.

::steps off soapbox:: I admit, I�m a shallow commercialist same as everybody else. I blink when I see a person wearing blatantly out of fashion clothing, too (we�re talking the gross, non-retro eighties stuff like neon tye-dye surfer crap, not just corduroys or slap bracelets). I watch WB shows. I buy scented candles and I listen to mainstream alternative radio, I once wanted to own a Tickle-Me Elmo.

But isn�t it possible anymore for people to walk in the sunshine and gratefully feel it on their eyelids instead of glaring and putting on the shades once again? Can�t we manage a couple hours TV-less?

(Just for the sake of the curious, the WB shows are Buffy, Angel, Charmed, and just recently Smallville. I know what you�re thinking, so shut up. You couldn�t pay me to sit through Dawson�s Creek.)

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