I am (still) posting this from a dialup connection, on a computer that doesn’t even have a rackin’ frackin’ mousewheel!

You might not think having a mousewheel is a big deal, but it’s kind of like a thumb – you don’t really realize how useful the damn thing is until a mob enforcer comes and rips it off with a pair of needle-nose pliers.

ANYway, here’s a completely self-indulgent list of things I can’t do properly until I have my beloved broadband internet connection back: 🙁

  • Can’t play Soldier of Fortune
  • Can’t play Battlefield 2142
  • Can’t play World of Warcraft
  • Can’t chat on Teamspeak/Ventrilo
  • Can’t download any .mp3s
  • Can’t open more than one tab while trying to browse the net
  • Can’t connect to any kind of ‘secure’ webpage quicker than two-and-a-half MINUTES

It’s crippling *, and I have lots of phantom pains and longings, but I’m writing because progress is being made, though very, very s l o w l y .

My freight pods arrived yesterday morning, and somehow I’ve already unloaded them into our garage here by myself. It sucked, but I managed to do it without having a massive coronary, which I consider a plus.

There were a few casualties of the move I’ve already noticed, like a large Chessex gaming map that is now bent/folded beyond use, and a few books here and there that got folded, spindled, and mutilated. My biggest concern is my computer monitor – when we packed the pods in Massachusetts the box was vertical; when I opened the pods here the box was horizontal with three other heavy boxes on top of it.

OOPSIE. Still haven’t had the cajones to open it and look yet, but I’d say it’s pretty likely the flat-screen is toast.

Steps to be taken in the coming week are: have a cable tech come out and run me a wire so I can get back online (though I’m still fuming over $70/month; but they’re the only game in town, so if I want cable I’ll bend over and take it); have a Dish network tech come out and run me a satellite box so I can have TV in my bedroom; apply for a job.

I’ll keep y’all posted as things develop. 🙂

* Yes, I’m aware that complaining so much about not having cable internet access in a world where literally millions are starving, or dying of preventable diseases, or suffering through any one of a dozen horrors I will thankfully never have to endure makes me a shallow and spoiled bastard. Does being aware that I’m a shallow and spoiled bastard make it better or worse?

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