There was a sense of... Anticipation? When we first got internet in my family.
The dial up tone was an announcement that you were going on the internet. It was a mindful choice you made, and you had to wait a bit for it. Not just pick up your phone and look at it. You had something in mind that you wanted to do.
It did always have a slight sense of occasion and I remember having butterflies just waiting for the connection. I'm very nostalgic for it.
I got myself a ukelele during lockdown. Inexpensive and I figured easy to learn. And it is. But the problem is, it's not a rhythm instrument. And I can't sing.
So it's me strumming away and quietly butchering songs. I can not perform for the enjoyment of anyone and that makes me sad.
I had both my knees done, I think it was AUD$400 because it was GP not specialist referred. Probably one of the more expensive things you can get done in this country, but I'm thankful it was only that much hearing from the yanks.
A decade's worth of these views is enough to consider the person a prick. Being ok with one gay person's existence (standing ovation for that bare minimum) is not acceptance of gay people. That's pretty much 'i have black friends so I'm not racist '.
Christmas in July is a thing I suppose