Dumbass be my name

I’ve been try­ing to log on all damn day.  ALL.DAMN.DAY!!  I haven’t been able to peo­ple.  Do you have any idea how much of an inter­nets addict I am? Well do you?? Huh?? DO YOU????  I was break­ing out in a cold sweat.  It was get­ting pretty ugly there for a while. 

Luck­ily I’m all bet­ter now.  The sweet sweet juice of the inter­nets is flow­ing through my veins again. 

So how am I a Dumb-ass you ask.  Weeeeell it all started when my cord­less phone decided to shit the bed.  I’ve been run­ning madly up the stairs to the bed­room when­ever the phone rings.  Wal made a very good point when he asked why I didn’t just bring the corded phone down here.  Aaaaw grasshop­per you have a good idea.  So this morn­ing after run­ning madly up the stairs again I unplugged the phone and took it down stairs.  I get my a$$ all comfy on my chair and open up explorer.  nada.  hmm try it again.  nada.  hmm maybe I should reboot.  nada.  hmmm check my wire­less con­nec­tion.  nada.  REBOOT AGAIN.  NADA! NADA! NADA!  OOOH my god panic starts to set in.  I can’t con­nect to the inter­nets.   I make myself a cup of tea– because I’m Eng­lish enough now that a cup of tea makes EVERYTHING bet­ter.  Except it didn’t.  Still no internet.  I even put Squidge on the problem.

 Unfor­tu­nately she wasn’t able to get it working. 

HOURS later after writhing on the floor from my mas­sive inter­nets with­drawal I remem­ber that I had unplugged the phone.  I remem­ber unplug­ging a black cord as well.  I remem­ber won­der­ing what that was for and think­ing it was for the printer.  I FINALLY real­ize that it was for the wire­less modem thingy.  HA! LEY! LOU! YA!  So I run madly up the stairs and plug that puppy in.  I run madly down the stairs and try my inter­nets.  HA! LEY! LOU! YA!  So here I am peo­ple back on the inter­nets.  I’m feel­ing much bet­ter thank you for ask­ing.  Squidge feels bet­ter too.  A happy mummy makes a happy Squidge.