i can’t seem to find my copy of the movie…must i get another? must i?

*sigh*

ugh. i’ve been without DSL for the better part of the weekend. it was rather painful to go without it, but knowing what caused it is actually more disturbing. let’s just say it wasn’t a problem on the outside, but instead inside the apartment.

grrrrr.

but being that disconnected from the internet was a little painful. it isn’t so much being disconnected and me needing to be connected so much as knowing that i couldn’t be connected even if i wanted to. that’s the part that hurts the most.

but it’s all good now so i should just get over myself and worry about other things.

—–

i just saw a girl on the street who had a tattoo on her lower back. it read:

“made in vietnam”

i wasn’t sure if i should laugh or if i should roll my eyes. i think i actually laughed while rolling my eyes.

women are so confusing.

i guess i should have expected my DSL install to be just as problematic as my first install. still, no real progress is felt and i fear a technician may have to come here to figure out exactly what’s wrong. lovely. and grrr. and blah.

i’ve lost my optimism and now i’m just left with a jaded, yet not completely lost, hope that everything really will work out.

i have to admit that as bad as this yahoo sbc dsl install has gone so far, the customer service representatives have been very thoughtful, helpful, and kind. at least i don’t have to wait forever for really bad support. the wait time is very manageable, usually i don’t have to wait more than a minute after calling.

but i’ve got the routine down. i tell them my phone number, my name, the number with which they can contact me if we get disconnected, and yes, indeed, i am the person whose account this is attached to before they ask so that we can get all of that preliminary stuff out of the way.

great.

i hope that tier 2 support can fix this stuff up because i’m beginning to grow very impatient with this DSL install. the blinking red lights on the dsl modem are beginning to tear at my very being.

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it’s so sad. i knew i was deluding myself, but still i insisted that my dsl was ok. yesterday was the day of my activation, but it didn’t happen. instead when i called the support line, they told me that there was an outage in my area and network engineers were working on it. lovely.

i’m currently on tech support and they told me that they have to escalate the issue. i’m afraid that a tech is going to have to come out and i’m going to get charged for it. grrrr, so much for saving money on DSL.

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last night my DSL was on the fritz. it makes me happy that i’m switching over, i just hope that the new DSL will be reliable and fast. we’ll see. but while the dsl was out, i was very annoyed at the inconsistent service. really annoyed. i guess i just take internet service for granted and when it’s gone, i’m left paralyzed. is that sad? hmmm.

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it’s a touchy subject, but it’s also something that i feel strongly about. when it comes to relationships, i don’t think that there is room for insecurity anywhere. i’ve been the victim of insecurity’s fierce grasp and it only made a bad situation worse.

what i did hear recently was that the only reason someone reacts with such insecurity is because they really have deep-rooted feelings for them. now, i can see how the depth of your insecurity can be fueled by how much you care for someone and you are afraid of losing that person, but i do not think that it justifies acting on your insecurities.

one of the problems with jealousy, for example, is that you may have these feelings of jealousy for no good reason. there may not be a valid reason at all why you may have these feelings, yet they are there. this does not excuse you from acting out on these feelings and lashing out on others. even if you feel that they are bourne out of love, it doesn’t mean that there will be an equal, understanding reaction to them.

[url=http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=816&e=1&u=/ap/20040303/ap_on_bi_ge/mcdonald_s_no_supersize]it appears that mcdonalds[/url] will be phasing out their super size option on their value meal deals. they claim that it’s because they are trimming down an already overly complicated menu, but many speculate that it’s because the super sized portions were making americans fat. this, by itself, is no big deal. BUT then there are those people who sue mcdonalds because they are fat claiming they didn’t know that eating super sized fast food meals would make them fat. seriously, these people should be shot and put out of their misery for being so stupid. i mean, come on!

but it is an interesting trend. does this mean that all of america is becoming more health conscious? does this mean that people are actively choosing foods that are more healthy for them? are more people exercising? something tells me that this is not the case.

but i’m going to miss the super sized fries. those were good. mmmm. now the question is, will this force americans to order two sets of fries so that they get enough? hmmmmmm…

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so when i was at the doctor’s office yesterday, it went something like this:

doctor: wow, that looks pretty bad.
me (thinking to self): uh oh.
doctor (examines my ankle some more): well, it’s swelling up nicely. it looks to me like it’s broken, but we’ll have to get an x-ray to be sure.
me (thinking to self): BROKEN?!
doctor: ok, let’s get you an x-ray.

<wait 20 minutes>

radiologist: ok, let’s get you set up here.

<click, move, click, move>

<wait 20 minutes for the x-rays to come out and the doctor to look at it>

doctor: peter (the radiologist) does this look like a fracture to you?
radiologist: hmmm, that does look like quite a big fracture.
me (thinking to myself): NO, SAY IT ISN’T SO!
doctor: but it only shows up on this angle, could it be a scratch on the film? let’s get another look at it just to be sure.

<click>

doctor: well, it looks like you’ve got a bad sprain, nothing broken. i’m going to prescribe something for the pain and swelling and you should get an air cast.
me: can i get some crutches?
doctor (frowning): it’s not policy to give crutches to sprained ankles.
me: but i can’t put any weight on it.

me: can i get a handicap placard?
doctor (frowning): it’s not policy to give those for a sprained ankle, either.
me: well, i had to try!

*sigh*