Often, my computer says I’m online when I’m not. And often, friends message me when I’m not there. Then I get home and see their messages and try to message them back. Only this time, they look like they’re online, but they aren’t. And the cycle completes itself, only to repeat again. And again. And again. This is the way of things, and as has been, and shall be, on the Inter-Web-A-Tron.