I have had that exact experience each time that I have moved house in the past... maybe a month while the computer and other furniture items arrive via trans-continental seaways...
But the last time I was in that situation... the library saved me again. Actually, this library had computers, so it wasn't quite the abstinence it was supposed to have been, but since it was open only during certain hours, I fell back on the books again. Books. Hmm. I love books. I devour books. Some people say (paraphrased) that I have [b]|\/|4|) |=|/\x0r R34d1ng $|<iLLz . I speed read, to a degree. Never took a class in it or anything, but when I'm in my reading zone... zoom. I actually have problems with not being able to find good books to read. When I was in middle-school (junior high), I went through the whole Dragonlance series within a few weeks, and actually got a little most-pages-read award during some sort of "reading week" doodad. Unfortunately my prize was a book that I had already bought. Go figure.
But yes, I would say books are the next best thing to la vida electrica.
