I Ain't Gonna Take It
No! I ain't gonna take it!
So the good router was (literally) ripped out from beneath me and I've been without internet (again) for another month. My apartment is a pit of hell when it comes to wireless, apparently. The best part of it is, I've been paying $50/month the entire time, even though I've been online in my Hollywood bungalow for about five minutes. Love it.
At any rate, I finally bit the bullet and bought a router, of my own, this weekend. Problem solved, right? No, it wouldn't be that simple, because nothing is ever simple. I've been up the past two nights, guessing at the troubleshooting since they have the manual online. This makes perfect sense considering that the whole point of set up is to GET ON. FREAKIN'. LINE. I have no IT buddies out here that will come over and help me and the man is just as boggled as I am by the antics of my lovely, lovely expensive ass PC. I'm sure tonight will be night three of fun-filled joy. When really, all I want to do is BE ONLINE AT MY HOUSE SO I CAN FREAKIN' WRITE!!!! Because you know, I have nothing else going on in my work sixty hours a week/try to get good hang time with my man/still working in some "me" time/nevermind bars and drinks that make me happy life.
So pray for me...not only that this freakin' works out tonight...but also that I don't go jump off of a very tall bridge before weeks end. Okay, thanks.
So the good router was (literally) ripped out from beneath me and I've been without internet (again) for another month. My apartment is a pit of hell when it comes to wireless, apparently. The best part of it is, I've been paying $50/month the entire time, even though I've been online in my Hollywood bungalow for about five minutes. Love it.
At any rate, I finally bit the bullet and bought a router, of my own, this weekend. Problem solved, right? No, it wouldn't be that simple, because nothing is ever simple. I've been up the past two nights, guessing at the troubleshooting since they have the manual online. This makes perfect sense considering that the whole point of set up is to GET ON. FREAKIN'. LINE. I have no IT buddies out here that will come over and help me and the man is just as boggled as I am by the antics of my lovely, lovely expensive ass PC. I'm sure tonight will be night three of fun-filled joy. When really, all I want to do is BE ONLINE AT MY HOUSE SO I CAN FREAKIN' WRITE!!!! Because you know, I have nothing else going on in my work sixty hours a week/try to get good hang time with my man/still working in some "me" time/nevermind bars and drinks that make me happy life.
So pray for me...not only that this freakin' works out tonight...but also that I don't go jump off of a very tall bridge before weeks end. Okay, thanks.
Posted by Stella @ 2:21 PM
4 Comments:
At July 18, 2006 4:00 PM,
Jamie said…
Don't jump off a bridge.
PLUMMET.
At July 19, 2006 7:40 PM,
Anonymous said…
Well, well, I haven't checked your site in months and look who's commenting on it. Peeeeeeeeee-tar.
I say you whip your router out the window, let a steamroller run over it, and have a street sweeper fling it into a drainpipe. Although, I guess you would still be without internet, but at least it would get rid of your rage for the time being.
At July 20, 2006 2:56 PM,
newton dominey said…
i don't wanna be dumb, but what if the problem's not the router but the cable/dsl modem and/or the service provider?
another suggestion: use signal from other locales that offer it for free (like libraries).
At July 20, 2006 4:07 PM,
Stella said…
Nothing is free in LA. Nothing.
The best I can do is flirt with random band guys when my guy plays a show (cuz otherwise HE'D be buying) to get a free drink or two.
At least that still works.
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