Silence was golden for a short while,
then the joy of knowing what exactly
my problem was, and how it could be
resolved. Time out has been good for
me... but if you have to do certain
things on the Internet then you are
in so many words 'fucked!' I however
do not have to use the Internet for
such dealings... like normal people
I actually go to the bank, it's a
largish building with money inside
of it. My other half has spent the
last two weeks trying to find the
fault for our sudden disappearance
of this Internet...pain in the arse
problem... India sounds quite close
on the other end of the phone, the
Indian man knew what he was talking
about when my other half explained
the problem. 'Well, you see it says
here (in India..that you are connected
to the Internet) but here in sunny
green England... it was bloody obvious
we were NOT connected!! Several times
he called India..who were adamant we
were connected... we were NOT!! And
so on, this carried on for days.
To cut this boring story short..
and several swear words later, not
by me but the 'other half,' we
spoke to a man in this country,
(how much is it to call India?!!)
I don't care how much the fricken
phone call will be.. I haven't
missed the bloody Internet at all
and after the first week, was
really quite happy if I never used
it again... I go to the bank..the
building with the money inside.
So here I am once again.. back
with the 'Internet' but not for
long. On Saturday we're off on
our 'Jollies' (holiday ;P)..
Two weeks of no INTERNET!!
Can't wait. Hello.......
and soon to be goodbye.