The Train Wreck's moving into jagged terrain at present, and floating off into limbo. The blog will be on hiatus until we're out of cautioned lands. The SLife is taking a (hopefully brief) vacation as well. I'll hope to see you soon. Take care.
((aka, the roommates took the router. We're working on it. But we might be moving sooner than planned...))
I thought all that blood had been shed long ago
There is no train. That's why it's real. In RL, I put words together with other words and fabric together with other fabrics, and sew everything together. Married in two worlds, mostly happy in two worlds, shrine maiden of Belopa in my off time (watch, uh, this for, uh...explanation??). Sarcasm is more than a hobby, it's closer to a lifelong avocation.
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Ack! That's one strong argument for living solo. And locking the doors. Then the only thing that can happen to a router is that it dies a noble death.
GL em try not to get the ones they give you from the telco, they're usually refurbs go to fryes or microcenter and get one of those
Miss Jameson: the router lives in the front room. But it's okay, we don't have to worry any more--they've put the router back in, attached to a separate configuration that means they don't have to remove the router now to disconnect us from the net!
Yay!
/sarcasm
Turner: We're not buying a new router just to get hooked up to net. We're packing and getting the hell out and away from these people.
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