So, I'm back from France after two weeks without internet and I'm still sane. Whee, gibber, gibber.
Going cold turkey didn't affect me at all. My hovercraft is full of eels.
It's fine. You just have to decide not to care that you can't check anything online, play any games, find any crochet patterns, or chat to any friends. Life without google is great. No really, you should try it. You should all try it.
Whoops.
I spoke more bad French in the last two weeks than I have for years and the French graciously pretended to understand me. I ate too much rich food and I don't fit my waistbands. It was great.
But now I'm back, and other than Whirl cruelly deleting my comments on his blog, what's happening round here these days?
Edited to change helicopter to hovercraft because lack of internet is more damaging than you'd think. (Thanks, Simon!)
