So, I’ve discovered that the quickest and easiest way for me to feel like a living, breathing god is for me to solve my own Internet problems. I was working at a pretty good clip, late Sunday night. I had my website projected up on the living room wall, designing away — trying to make myself seem like the coolest chick to ever live. Like The Fonz with breasts. “Ayyyyy.” I had Netflix going on my iPhone, because silence to me is a creativity killer, and I was bouncing between writing and playing The Sims FreePlay on my iPad but we’re just going to brush over that last part and…