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职称英语卫生类考试考前每日一练 Live with Computer After too long on the Net, even a phone call can be a shock. My boyfriends Liver-pudlianaccent suddenly becomes indecipherable after the clarity of his words on screen; a secretarys tone seems more rejecting than Id imagined it would be. Time it-self becomes fluid -- hours become minutes, and alternately seconds. Stretch into. days. Weekends, once a highlight of my week, are now just two ordinary days. For the last three years, since I stopped working as a producer, I have done much of my work as a telecommuter. I submit articles and edit them via E-mail and communicate with colleagues on Internet mailing lists. My boyfriend lives in U. K.; so much of our re-lationship is computer-mediated. If I desired, I could stay inside for weeks without wanting anything. I can order food, and manage my money, love and work. In fact, at times I have spent as long as three weeks alone at home, going out only to get mail and buy newspapers and groceries. But after a while, life itself begins to feel unreal. I start to feel as though Ive merged with my machines, taking data in, spitting them back out, just another nodeon the Net. Others on line report the same symptoms. We start to strongly dislike the outside forms of socializing. We have become the Net opponents worst nightmare. What first seemed like a luxury, crawling from bed to computer, not worrying about hair, and clothes and face, has become an avoidance, a lack of discipline. And once you start replacing real human contact with cyber-interaction, coming back out of the cave can be quite difficult. | 
