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Being way behind on my writing, I went to my favorite coffee shop for a mint mocha and a Cuban pork-bun today and when I sat down I found, to my surprise, while I was gone they had installed wireless internet. (Free Wireless Internet) The kid in me says, "WoooHooo! I can surf the web and chat with friends while I drink my coffee." But the grown up in me says, "This was the last refuge of non-connectivity that I would resort to when I was way behind in my writing." When it comes to doing homework when I have an internet connection, I gave up on personal responsibility long ago. What is a boy to do?


