This Is It For a While
Feb. 21st, 2018 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gwydionYesterday, a friend was coming over to help with the storage unit audit and reorganizing. There were some memorabilia type things I rather wanted to go through, plus I want to sort and sell off a bunch of my comic book collection, and I have financial record boxes in there that have moved past the seven year limit we were able to recycle. After there was a friend gathering a block a away for which I had made a cake, and was going to make vanilla rose whipped cream just before we left. The friend was late, but we did manage to get through three of the four stacks, during which we found two missing boxes of decorations, though alas, not the one with me family ornaments which I suspect ended up with Skye's stuff and likely got thrown out after the murder, but one always holds out hope for them having gotten misplaced during the massive move and clean out of the old storage unit. Things were recycled and stacked various places, including my bed. We made the whipped cream and left, carrying assorted things to the dinner party.
It was a most excellent time, the last thing that would go right.
On the way home there was an alarming sound. Inspection when I parked showed that a piece had half come off. It is a necessary piece, though I think I can make it to the garage Thursday which is soonest I could manage an appointment for. It is expected to be a cheap repair, though I am already to the bone if I am to cover i8nsurance auto withdraw and the car tax. Goodbye car tax money. I am weirdly proud of myself for having correctly guessed the purpose of the part from shape and location.
This of course means I was trapped in the house today and forage was cancelled as a result, even though the flurries were light enough and I could have managed safely with a healthy car.
So I made tea and settled in to catch up on computer stuff to discover the Internet was out from the night before. It had been w3orking when my friend arrived, but was dead when I got home. I tried the usual things, but it looked like the internet was out for my whole complex when I checked local wifi connections. Figuring Squirrel could sort it when he4 got home as he owns a cell phone, I just did lungs, stripped and remade the bed because cat blerps, and went to bed. I was exhausted anyway.
The landline and TV were working,so I assumed they needed to send a pulse to our router, only when I called they said tthey's cut us off for non-payment, which was weird as the TV and phone were on and they usually call before cutting one off anyway. So I wake up Squirrel who is in charge of Internet. He says he paid. He checks his computer to see and i8s vindicated His Internet is on, mine still is not. Which shoulkdn't be as it's the same network. O.o
I spend two and a half hours and make it to teir two tech support. Teir one tells me to just go buy a new computer. Me: With what money? Teir two really works it, but must reboot the rooter again, which means I lose my landline. He says he will call back. I can see him calling backi on the TV, but the phone is still dead. I finish my book. The phone comes on and he left a message proudly announcing it's fixed. It is not. I talk my way back to9 teir two. Teir two tells me I need Microsoft tech support. I ask how I do that what with my Internet being down. He tells me to google it. I point out that I have no Internet. He says "Use your phone. Google it" Me: you can't google on a landline. I only have a landline. He repeats "Google it." Me: On what? He repeats google it several moire times as if I had not just spent two and a half hours trying to get them to fix the Internet. Then tells me to go buy a smart phone. I am confused as to how that is possible what with trapped in the house with what money I have already double booked and no fucking money for a new computer I wouldn't mind or a smart phone I can't physically use and don't fucking want.
So, uh, thanks?
So I go tell Squirrel how globally fucked I am and he proceeds to spend 3 1/2 hours and unlocks the Teir 3 tech support achievement. His kindness and patience here are amazing. He works graveyard and he Needed that sleep. Meanwhile, I have eaten lunch awkwardly on my desk while on hold, missing the meds I was meant to take with them and also missed my lung treatment which I usually have round about the same time. I can not have these particular meds without lots of food and water. I can't do the lung treatment, as I need to be right there able to talk and thus answer questions. I settle in and start sorting comics, piles and piles spreading out from my location and me picking my way through them every time I need to start a new box. The Collection is mostly Vertigo and Indies stretching back to the late '80's, so close to thirty years. I weeded once before, two apartments ago when Skye was still alive. There are whole complete runs that need to go for sure, including a complete run of original Preachers, of which I discovered I had two issue number ones for some reason. Most of the rest I suspect they won't be keen on, and I will need a friend to help me carry them to the store. I found my missing original Enigma and Sebastian O's. I'd been blaming a roommate I lent them to for stealing them for more than two decades. (I feel kind of bad about it, though not even close to as bad as I would have felt if they hadn't been a truly terrible person. Anyway, in the course of the evening, I sorted everything that's down, though I know there must be more in the forth stack. Sigh.
Squirrel's odyssey ended in defeat. I would have to have money to take it somewhere to sort out the connection problem, or money to buy a new computer and money to pay for tech support if I want access to the Internet. Squirrel had his old dying computer (signs of coming failure were the impetus for his last upgrade. Thence followed an exhausting scavenger hunt for connecting cords, involving a trip upstairs with a ladder to try the forth stack, but no dice. Theory is the cords went with Main Computer to a friend who hopes to fix it one day. Sigh. Squirrel was going to take his elderly cat to the vet with his tax rebate, but has offered to try to get cables with it instead but I am not all that sanguine the thing will work and anyway he hasn't filed his taxes yet so... Yeah. His cat is doing better, BTW. He feeds her goosh alone in the mornings and I feed them all at night, and she seems to be putting weight back on, but we'd both feel better if we knew what was wrong w3ith her specifically and if she got her teeth cleaned.
Anyway, absent a miracle that's it for me with computers like for months, possibly long term if we can't get his computer running. There is no money extra I could save up for one. I have begged a small amount of access for things like renewing my library books and paying bills, but I'm pretty much going to be cut off from the world. Do not expect me to check email, though I'll try every few days. I am gone from MUSH. Dreamwidth will be cursory check ins at most and rare. I don't understand this browser at all and this keyboard ius really hard for my fingers. Tumblr will run a while without me as the hopper was fairly full when I logged off Tuesday night, but obviously there will be no more news and commentary. Obviously chat is right out as what little time I have from here on out will have to be tightly prioritized.
I was granted time to tell people what is happening, but I really likely won't be able to do this sort of thing again, unless something happens like Main Computer or Laptop getting fixed.
I am back to life before computers, only without the young and healthy part. I was thinking back this evening on how I used to spend my time in the days before internet when only the rich had computers. No work or school or hours of foot commute, which ate a good portion of my days. No daily Wing Chun or Tai Chi practice. No endless hours with a living room full of peoploe strat gaming or role p0laying or debating the topics of the day. Those friends and that life are long gone. No sex of course. Sigh. I will always miss the sex the most, but the Martial Arts practice and my dojo friends is a close second. I suppose I finally really will catch up on my reading.
I will miss you all so much.
If you are inclined to chip in for the car/computer situation: Paypal Lethran@gmail.com
It was a most excellent time, the last thing that would go right.
On the way home there was an alarming sound. Inspection when I parked showed that a piece had half come off. It is a necessary piece, though I think I can make it to the garage Thursday which is soonest I could manage an appointment for. It is expected to be a cheap repair, though I am already to the bone if I am to cover i8nsurance auto withdraw and the car tax. Goodbye car tax money. I am weirdly proud of myself for having correctly guessed the purpose of the part from shape and location.
This of course means I was trapped in the house today and forage was cancelled as a result, even though the flurries were light enough and I could have managed safely with a healthy car.
So I made tea and settled in to catch up on computer stuff to discover the Internet was out from the night before. It had been w3orking when my friend arrived, but was dead when I got home. I tried the usual things, but it looked like the internet was out for my whole complex when I checked local wifi connections. Figuring Squirrel could sort it when he4 got home as he owns a cell phone, I just did lungs, stripped and remade the bed because cat blerps, and went to bed. I was exhausted anyway.
The landline and TV were working,so I assumed they needed to send a pulse to our router, only when I called they said tthey's cut us off for non-payment, which was weird as the TV and phone were on and they usually call before cutting one off anyway. So I wake up Squirrel who is in charge of Internet. He says he paid. He checks his computer to see and i8s vindicated His Internet is on, mine still is not. Which shoulkdn't be as it's the same network. O.o
I spend two and a half hours and make it to teir two tech support. Teir one tells me to just go buy a new computer. Me: With what money? Teir two really works it, but must reboot the rooter again, which means I lose my landline. He says he will call back. I can see him calling backi on the TV, but the phone is still dead. I finish my book. The phone comes on and he left a message proudly announcing it's fixed. It is not. I talk my way back to9 teir two. Teir two tells me I need Microsoft tech support. I ask how I do that what with my Internet being down. He tells me to google it. I point out that I have no Internet. He says "Use your phone. Google it" Me: you can't google on a landline. I only have a landline. He repeats "Google it." Me: On what? He repeats google it several moire times as if I had not just spent two and a half hours trying to get them to fix the Internet. Then tells me to go buy a smart phone. I am confused as to how that is possible what with trapped in the house with what money I have already double booked and no fucking money for a new computer I wouldn't mind or a smart phone I can't physically use and don't fucking want.
So, uh, thanks?
So I go tell Squirrel how globally fucked I am and he proceeds to spend 3 1/2 hours and unlocks the Teir 3 tech support achievement. His kindness and patience here are amazing. He works graveyard and he Needed that sleep. Meanwhile, I have eaten lunch awkwardly on my desk while on hold, missing the meds I was meant to take with them and also missed my lung treatment which I usually have round about the same time. I can not have these particular meds without lots of food and water. I can't do the lung treatment, as I need to be right there able to talk and thus answer questions. I settle in and start sorting comics, piles and piles spreading out from my location and me picking my way through them every time I need to start a new box. The Collection is mostly Vertigo and Indies stretching back to the late '80's, so close to thirty years. I weeded once before, two apartments ago when Skye was still alive. There are whole complete runs that need to go for sure, including a complete run of original Preachers, of which I discovered I had two issue number ones for some reason. Most of the rest I suspect they won't be keen on, and I will need a friend to help me carry them to the store. I found my missing original Enigma and Sebastian O's. I'd been blaming a roommate I lent them to for stealing them for more than two decades. (I feel kind of bad about it, though not even close to as bad as I would have felt if they hadn't been a truly terrible person. Anyway, in the course of the evening, I sorted everything that's down, though I know there must be more in the forth stack. Sigh.
Squirrel's odyssey ended in defeat. I would have to have money to take it somewhere to sort out the connection problem, or money to buy a new computer and money to pay for tech support if I want access to the Internet. Squirrel had his old dying computer (signs of coming failure were the impetus for his last upgrade. Thence followed an exhausting scavenger hunt for connecting cords, involving a trip upstairs with a ladder to try the forth stack, but no dice. Theory is the cords went with Main Computer to a friend who hopes to fix it one day. Sigh. Squirrel was going to take his elderly cat to the vet with his tax rebate, but has offered to try to get cables with it instead but I am not all that sanguine the thing will work and anyway he hasn't filed his taxes yet so... Yeah. His cat is doing better, BTW. He feeds her goosh alone in the mornings and I feed them all at night, and she seems to be putting weight back on, but we'd both feel better if we knew what was wrong w3ith her specifically and if she got her teeth cleaned.
Anyway, absent a miracle that's it for me with computers like for months, possibly long term if we can't get his computer running. There is no money extra I could save up for one. I have begged a small amount of access for things like renewing my library books and paying bills, but I'm pretty much going to be cut off from the world. Do not expect me to check email, though I'll try every few days. I am gone from MUSH. Dreamwidth will be cursory check ins at most and rare. I don't understand this browser at all and this keyboard ius really hard for my fingers. Tumblr will run a while without me as the hopper was fairly full when I logged off Tuesday night, but obviously there will be no more news and commentary. Obviously chat is right out as what little time I have from here on out will have to be tightly prioritized.
I was granted time to tell people what is happening, but I really likely won't be able to do this sort of thing again, unless something happens like Main Computer or Laptop getting fixed.
I am back to life before computers, only without the young and healthy part. I was thinking back this evening on how I used to spend my time in the days before internet when only the rich had computers. No work or school or hours of foot commute, which ate a good portion of my days. No daily Wing Chun or Tai Chi practice. No endless hours with a living room full of peoploe strat gaming or role p0laying or debating the topics of the day. Those friends and that life are long gone. No sex of course. Sigh. I will always miss the sex the most, but the Martial Arts practice and my dojo friends is a close second. I suppose I finally really will catch up on my reading.
I will miss you all so much.
If you are inclined to chip in for the car/computer situation: Paypal Lethran@gmail.com
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