The title reflects how our stupid RoadRunner connection has been for the last ten days or so, culminating in being able to get on for only brief moments yesterday.
The stupid connection even turned me into a page from my old psychology (yeah, that's what my degree is in) text book. You know the experiment where the rats hit the bar for a food pellet? You know how the one rat stops hitting the bar if it doesn't give him a pellet but the other one goes on hitting the bar until he drops dead if you reward him randomly? Substitute "other rat" with "Kymberlie" and "drops dead" with "3:00 am" and you have my evening last night.
Once I dragged my tired ass out of bed this morning, I found the connection completely dead (no even trying to fool me with a random reward) which means that I had to crawl around under desks and look for a phone line so I could get on dial up. Let me repeat that - a freaking dial up.
With my slow ass Internet connection, the day kind of sucked. For whatever reason RoadRunner has decided to work again, so that makes me happy. However, I am still tired from playing the rat, so I am soon off to bed. Good night, everyone!
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