The Catbox

Fear not, I did not die over the course of moving.

What happened is that Verizon basically lied about DSL coverage in the area (This took me two days of getting bounced around phone trees, half of which are in India, and non-appearing technicians to find out, btw), so I canceled with them and it took a bit to get stuff worked out with Comcast (it took a while since I got a disappearing tech on their end too, but I actually got a credit on my account for that.. and then I had a bad TV box that I just got replaced today). I have cable internet at speeds about twice as fast as the best Verizon could have offered and cable TV with OnDemand, which is something I occasionally actually indulge in. (I am somewhat mollified to have heard that in Delaware Verizon's legendarily bad customer service has earned them an investigation from the FCC. Still, boo.)

I am also sick. My voice quit all through Tuesday and Wednesday with an agonizing sore throat. It's back now, but now I've got sinus and upper respiratory issues in line with the occasional BACTERIA WANT TO EAT YOUR HEAD infections I get. I have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow. It is late enough that I don't have to miss a third day of work, but I'm still trying to gauge how I feel since I'm not exactly in the sort of work where if I overestimated how well I am I get to just go home when I start to feel really crappy. On the other hand, being out MAKES ME NUTS.

Yeah, Christmas is getting to be a bit of a non-event here at the ranch. I have my pretty wreath that smells nice, but between the move and the utilities drama and then being too sick to really want to do much more than sit in a chair and be a zombie, no decorating beyond that is happening. I'm going to be lucky to get my shopping done and get everything wrapped at this rate. :| Hopefully next year will run better.

OMG GAIZ I OFFICIALLY HAVE A FEVER.

So I am officially STAYING THE HELL HOME tomorrow with this crud thing. Since usually when I get sick my temperature goes DOWN and not UP.

And my brains always goes first, which is why I am LOVING THE CAPSLOCK RIGHT NOW.

Peace y'all.

I officially have a real paid DW account now and I've sent out invite codes to the people who asked me for them (check your e-mail). I have a couple left, so message me so I can spread the love. If you got a code and don't need it for some reason, go ahead and spread it to someone else. I don't mind. :D

I've been slumming around with a paid account for the last week or so since the beta testing let me do it, so really nothing much has changed. I'm going to stick with the basic paid account since I don't see myself needing the eight million extra whatevers in the premium paid. And on the plus side, this forced me to update my Paypal account into something useful again, since there was a bug with the payment system they didn't catch during testing. Paypal's still forcing people to have accounts with them in order to process their credit orders. Thankfully I've had an account with them for a while now, so that's no big.

The ankle has finally stopped swelling and being stiff and the weather has settled a little bit, so hopefully tomorrow won't be a pain-fest like the last couple of days. Unfortunately, I ran out of normal soda yesterday. I had a case of diet left and stuck it in the fridge, but drinking a little of it reminded me why I switched a few months ago. I picked up an aspartame sensitivity after a good five years on diet soda, and so I'm all nauseated from trying the diet coke this evening. D: (Thankfully Splenda and the pink packet stuff are both still fine, so I can put the pink stuff in iced tea rather than a bunch of sugar that just falls to the bottom.)

If anybody I know IRL wants 11 diet cokes, let me know. It's not 40 cakes, but hey!

I need something fun to do this weekend, too. The Aquarium is still out since I promised The Girl no going to the Aquarium again until the jellyfish are in.. and from what I can see, they're not in yet. (They will be sometime in May.) DC is out since The Girl is working most of the morning and into the afternoon on Saturday and again Sunday afternoon. Hmmmmmmmmm...