Today, i was going to post my final paper for my Theoretical Perspectives on Interactivity class. My paper was basically about my need to feel in a world of binary communication. In a rather ironic twist, perhaps a self-fulfilling prophecy, last night my laptop was stolen out of my car parked in a neighborhood I park in at least once a week, never having a problem. The interesting thing is, according to the owners of a business where my car was parked, it seems that, although the car was parked there all night, the actual theft occurred sometime between 11:00 am and noon. Well, that sure made me feel. Thankfully, I routinely back up my school work. And, thanks to flickr, delicious and gmail, most of my media, bookmarks and correspondence of importance are archived elsewhere. In fact, the only thing I really lost data-wise was some iTunes music, although most of it was originally on CD anyway. So, other then trying to fathom how I am going to afford to buy another laptop, I'm mostly okay. I realized however, that my desire to be online is not. In an amazing twist of fate, I am writing this on my friend Natasha's laptop, a girl that before a couple years ago didn't even have email. Life is very strange.

Here is the paper.