I'll do one better. I'll take away your Internet, remove all
  writing utensils, leave you with 3 fuzzy TV channels in foreign
  languages, no radio, and lock the doors. Your food will be
  delivered to you when you are deep asleep by someone banging on
  the window and you have no temperature control.

  The running water will be putrid smelling and of questionable
  bacteriological purity, all fabric in your home, including
  clothes will be infested with biting fleas, especially your
  bedding, with contact dermatitis your constant companion,
  especially in your left eye, but only at unexpected points of
  the day. There is an itch in your right ear that you JUST can't
  reach and the middle toes of your feet will randomly go into
  spasms and stop just as quickly.

  At random points in the week, you will attend cocktail parties
  and you will be forced to smile. You will be dressed up, cleaned
  up and have to use good posture while you do so. Small talk is
  all you will be allowed to do. Home will never look so inviting
  as at those times.

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