It's so quiet . . .
Day who knows how many of the Internet blackout. The silence from the outside world is deafening. Despite my best efforts and multiple run-throughs of my contact list ("Now let's see, who would be home right now to talk to me?") I have been unable to get anyone on the phone . . . even Verizon! No, seriously, I spent probably 30 minutes talking to a machine this morning. When I finally got to a person I was told that they would put in a new move order (ok, wtf??? That makes three!!!) and that we would have internet by September 14th. Yeah, I've heard that one before. It took a lot of willpower I was not sure that I had left not to breakdown and cry on the phone, or alternatively to scream bloody murder at the poor customer service rep. In the meantime we should be set up for dial-up (SHOULD) so maybe tonight I will be able to get online from the apartment (MAYBE).
This week has been rather variable. Some days are ok, some days I get home and my roommate remarks, "That bad, huh?" I've spent more time than I probably should lying on my bed thinking about all the stuff I have to do. I check my email obsessively whenever I'm at work. I watch a lot of TV.
I've started a knitting project. I hope I bought enough yarn for it.
Hopefully there will be a post from out of the darkness soon . . .
This week has been rather variable. Some days are ok, some days I get home and my roommate remarks, "That bad, huh?" I've spent more time than I probably should lying on my bed thinking about all the stuff I have to do. I check my email obsessively whenever I'm at work. I watch a lot of TV.
I've started a knitting project. I hope I bought enough yarn for it.
Hopefully there will be a post from out of the darkness soon . . .