The Interwebs HATE me.

Dear interwebs,

I’m not sure what I did to offend you thus, but I sincerely apologize for the unintentional pain I must have caused you.  I was not aware that by moving one mile down the road from where I currently live, I now have entered the boonies where you, dear Internet, do not dare go.  None of your stately carriages bring you out so far it seems.  Not Direct TV, not Dish Network, not AT&T, (and Verizon is just not allowed). None it would seem are able to power you through that one mile invisible barrier to my new home and let you flow through it’s cables as the blood does through my veins.

I almost cried my tender hearted Internets, “How would I ever live?”   Such a separation must not be!

Then, Time Warner Cable, my knight in shining white utility truck, came to my rescue.  Dear Internets, we are once again united.  Please don’t tease me Internet, don’t send word you are coming only to never show. Don’t break my already fragile multi media addicted heart. 

Until then I will wait on baited breath till you do light up Ravelry & WordPress & Yahoo from the very depths of my home.

Sincerely,
Me.

INTERNET FOR ME!

I rule! It took me all of 30 minutes but I beat the system. At&t told me they could not provide me the intewebs I desired but that no one else was allowed to either. So I called Direct TV, after being transfered around a few times I finally was hooked up with the internet department and low & behold, At&t had reserved lines just for their partner, Direct TV.

AT&T I own you. 30 minutes for this I guess is really impressive. I didn’t know. I’m just good at beating the system. I always have been. I manipulated our vendors and our banks to my will when I worked for my old company and now I maninpulate customer service reps to my will.  My bosses all said that they were seriously impressed, and I guess it took my inlaws 2 days to do this. Who knew.

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