One Week Later... Still No Internet

I'd like to start off by saying that as frustrated as some of you may very well be in waiting for me to get back online - and I wouldn't blame you for that, the Internet breeds impatience by its very nature - I am in point of fact ten times more annoyed, more frustrated and more impatient than all of you put together. Quite easily. It's been a weeks since Tuesday, when my Internet went down. I immediately identified the likely culprit as the router, which we got about six years back now, but called up our ISP to check with them. They insisted it was likely the ADSL filter, which we replaced and still had trouble with. Then they said it was the line, and we had to wait a few more days until they could send us an engineer who would deal with the problem. He arrived on Monday.

And then he told me that the problem was... the router! Who could've fucking guessed! Now I had to order in a new one, which cost money because the old one was out of warranty, and it would take up to five working days for it to get here! Fucking wonderful! Thanks a whole fucking lot! If they'd just let us order in a new router in the first fucking place instead of giving us this runaround, I'd probably be back online by fucking now instead of having to ask a relative if I can use theirs to check up on stuff.

Well. As angry as I am about this, as completely bloody furious as the whole situation makes me... It also makes me feel a bit on the guilty side. Leaving you all hanging, waiting for another post. Well, here's the update. And I'm also gonna tell you this, make you all a promise that I fully intend to keep.

I am going to make up for this week and a half. Oh, sure, I've been writing a few things here and there while offline. Nothing wrong with my computer at all. I'll post it all when I'm back on at home. But that's not nearly enough for me. When I get back on, I promise you I will write. And write. And fucking write. Because I love you guys. I do. I love you for motivating me. Love you for inspiring me. Love you for pushing me on to do what I love doing more than anything else. Entertaining people. And I swear to all of you once again that I will make up for lost time. Not through Tainted Cube, for the thought of doing more than one of that in a week gives me the chills. Seriously, usually comes out at almost twenty pages, and sometimes more. Can't bring myself to do that twice in a week, especially now I'm employed! But I will find another way. Somehow. You'll see when I'm back. Plans are already forming. Plans are already just about there...

See you when I see you. Wish me luck.