Someone in my apartment complex has an open wireless network running, and sometime last night my laptop detected it. I must be on the periphery as the signal is faint, fading in and out like the pulse of a dying man. It has me jacked back in to the net, though, and amen to that. Just a few weeks of spotty internet access is enough to remind me how much I've come to depend on the net for paying bills, shopping, communicating, and looking up phone numbers and addresses.
Don't die on me yet, mysterious internet spirit.