Sleepwalking my way through life: Explanation



Explanation

Written last night, being posted at the exact second my mum turned off the internet. Perfect timing eh?

I’m in a more comfortable spot now, nestled in the folds of my bed sheet with random music filling the room. This signifies the final relaxation of a day filled with frustration, lost tempers and a whole lack of wires. This morning the Mothership and I decided to have a crack at setting up the wireless internet, putting in CDs and giving power to a big glowing box with smiles on our faces as we thought of how great it would be to have the internet with no strings attached.

Three hours later and we had already gone through four shouting matches, two huffs and one attempt at strangulation with wires (ironically enough), but we had done it. The wireless hub was emitting a healthy hum and glowed with content as it sent the internet to my battered Lapdancer, sitting on my lap in all her wireless glory. I jumped with joy, lifting the Lapdancer above my head in a celebratory dance with no restrictions. I ran up the stairs, watching streamed videos on the landing, reading a forum on my windowsill, even blogging while sitting on the porcelain throne. My internet access now had no limits (if I stay with 100ft that is) and I could be on any time that I wanted-

My computer beeped alarmingly and I signed out of MSN in a flash.

I donned my deerskin hat and pulled out my magnifying glass to find the cause of the problem. My connection speed had dropped dramatically, causing me to disconnect form the internet. I repaired the connection and happily continued my way through the expanse of knowledge at my disposal. But I was interrupted again by another drop in speed.

Another three hours later, after furiously typing at my keyboard, subtly kicking the wireless router and shouting at my cat for meandering into my path; finally I had it fixed. Radio signals form the tv interfered with the signal, so I unplugged certain things, and voila! I’m back in business.

So yeah, don’t be creeped out by me blogging on the toilet. It was purely an act to symbolise my newfound freedom. I swear it!
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3 Comments:

At 12:02 pm, Anonymous Elisabeth Ice Cream said...

You swear it? And should we belive you?

Anyway, congrats on the wireless! *tooot*

 
At 4:34 pm, Anonymous Marie said...

I suggest a refrain from 'freedom' in the future...there is such a thing as too much freedom...and using the toilet while blogging is wrong dude.

And I know you're going to say 'i was sitting on it not using it'....but may i point out u never clarified this??

 
At 4:52 pm, Anonymous eddmun said...

Ahh wireless is great! I have masive metal girders through the walls in my house for some reason though, so the signal is *really* crap most of the time.

 

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