the end of WIFI as I knew it

My downstairs neighbor moved out this last weekend and with her computer went the beautifully unprotected WIFI she was providing for half a year, a move that finally lands me where I wanted to be at all this time: free of the always inviting option to piss away time by surfing the web following no particular thread at all and pathologically checking e-mail even though nobody really communicates with me that way.
It’s nice. kinda like going back to Germany and realizing that if I can’t get New YORK GRADE kind bud in my godforsaken little hometown, then I am pretty happy without.
But put an ounce of Humboldt County grown Sour Diesel in front of me back here in the City and that shit is gone in a few hours.
When I cancelled my DSL last year I was doing it to spite Verizon (like it would matter
to them) and I was determinded to stick it out until I would find a friendly ISP without endless waiting in line, listening to Kenny G or Naje, not to mention the unfriendly, dumb-as-bread and condescending people that would pick up the other end of the line when I eventually got thru to somebody after 2 hours waiting. I hate Verizon. and AT&T. and Time Warner Cable....
Anytime I see one of their trucks, I wanna puke. But then I realized that there is NO alternative. U wanna get connected, u will deal with some big monolithic monster of a company, meant to make shareholders money and hiring people who don’t cost more than lab-mice to replace when they don’t fullfill their quota. So I decided to go cold turkey and try to make my way into cyberspace via free access points at cafes and maybe a stray signal here and there. Then I realized that I had a neighbor who did not password-proitect her WIFI and I was back internet-junking like I never quit. So this is attempt number 2. Or maybe phase 2. It’s not so much about saving money, but a social attempt to make my need to connect get me out of the house, instead of keeping me there and maybe also to try to focuss my daddling time into a creative and pro-active
participation instead of just consuming an endless flow of information that I would not care for if it wasn’t right there, yelling at me to be noticed. let’s see how long I will last.
PS this last week I finished reading two novels. Hardcover. Real Books. Nice.