hey man whaddaya expect the guy's a GIGOLO man! huh-huh!

Oct 31, 2006 16:30

Our internet is broken! Often it is broken. Sometimes it is broken because the router (note: is this what it's actually called?) won't talk to the wireless... thing (... wireless thing? makes flashy lights? sends the internet through the air by MAGIC?). Sometimes it is broken because the wireless thing won't talk at all. Sometimes it is broken because of Reasons that we don't quite understand but involve pressing "Reset!" on every single piece of hardware and software we can lay our hands on. This time it is broken because the button on top of the... router?... won't press. IT WON'T PRESS I TELL YOU. This seems a rather sadly un-technologically advanced reason to have no internet, even by my rather modest standards.

We've tried all sorts. We've tried pressing it hard, we've tried pressing it using the blunt end of forks, we've tried wiggling it around and pressing it, we've tried holding it upside down and pressing it, we've tried pressing it while shrieking loudly. BUT NO. THESE STRATAGEMS DO NOT WORK. WE CAN'T PRESS THE BUTTON THAT MAKES IT TALK TO THE OTHER ONE. It sits there flashing its lights. The other one sits there flashing its lights. But unlike the mermaids, they will not sing each to each. And they certainly won't sing to me.

This means that I have to use the medschool computers for Purposes. I cannot, I cannot express how paranoid I am about using LJ on the medschool computers. I went on it once two years ago, and asked it to Clear History afterwards, and Delete Temporary Files, and still whenever I incautiously type "l" into the taskbar there it is, the cursed address, THE ADDRESS OF MY LIVEJOURNAL.

I have paranoid thoughts. What if the medschool routinely monitor all the recreational sites we go on? What if they make a sweep every month? What if they discovered the existence of my LJ two years ago and now read it regularly, chortling at my personal life and carefully constructing the case that will allow the GMC to suspend me for reading gay porn? WHAT IF? Not to mention all the other medstudents around. Occasionally one of them walks past and says "hi" and I have to quickly minimise the window and yet I FEAR THEY WILL READ THE ADDRESS WITH THEIR EYES OF JUDGE AND LOOKING. You see that I am very well balanced about this.

So, yes. The main reason I am braving the contempt of all my fellow men and my possible dismissal from medschool is to say OMG THANK YOU girlofprey! I got the parcel this morning, redirected via les parents, and OMG I LOVE YOU THANK YOU. Chocolate! A book! Pictures of gay cowboys, such as would be suitable to keep in one's wallet! And SALT!!! I take it back, you are a lovely fairy-dell-dweller, and we are now all fair and square. Omg! Tingo means "To borrow items from a friend's home one by one until there is nothing left"! THAT IS TOTALLY ONE OF MY PRINCIPAL HOBBIES AND OCCUPATIONS! (also, "Tingo" is a nicer word than tiniago, I am tempted to change it). THANK YOU I LOVE YOU THANK YOU. ♥ ♥ ♥

I love you other ones all also! I am happily emailable if there is Things Of What You Would Have Me Wot. I may LJ a bit, so point me in the right direction if there's anything you might want me to see. Oh, also I notice there are a few new people around as well, hello! I point you to the disclaimer on my userinfo that says I am RUBBISH at LJ and tardy like a tardy tardy truck. But hello! :)

Umm. Yes. I hope everyone is having fun and loveliness in their lives. Happy Hallowe'en!

covert suveillance, they may be looking, the button is broken, i love you girlofprey, their judging eyes, dismissing me from the gmc, why do they watch so?, looking right now, thwarting, i can feel their eyes

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