A few weeks ago, I made an appointment for the cable/internet company to come hook me up the Tuesday after I moved – so I’d only be without internet for a day or so. Which is good, because not having internet makes me shaky.
That’s right, I’m not getting the cable/internet I ordered for THREE WEEKS.
Horrible, right?! Like seriously, wtf am I supposed to do. I can live without tv, but NOT internet. I’d seriously have to set up shop in a café after work every day.
Anyway, Boyfriend came over on Monday to check out the new place and talk me down from this internet issue. I showed him that all of my untrusting neighbors had password protected their connections.
People these days! No one trusts anyone.
[In case you’re wondering, yes, I will be password protecting my internet connection. I pay a lot of money for it! Shut up.]
The only unpassword protected accounts were the “hotspots” and I didn’t have an account with any of them.
And then he went from this:
WOOOHOOOO! So, I have shaky internet access. Really shaky. Like, I can’t stream videos in my bedroom, but I can do it from the living room.
Yeah, we’re watching game of thrones.
|In living room.|
It still froze a few times. Boyfriend and I are gonna have to watch a lot of redbox for the next few weeks.
So, yeah. Better than nothing. If I’m not commenting as much on your blog (or posting as much), don’t be offended/upset. The internet periodically craps out completely, and then I’ll get shaky connections only in certain places in my apartment. As I was trying to put this up, I had to switch rooms twice. The universe is trying to test my patience. It’s not going great.