So I ordered my modem, chewed my fingernails and tried to find other things to do in the two weeks till it arrived - not hard, really, since I was moving house. And then, oh, glory be, it came! EUPHORIA! And the letter on the front informed me that - it wasn't due to go live for another four days.
Oh.
Oh, well. So, chew nails, squat neighbour's undefended wireless system for a few days more, try the damn thing again - it won't work! What's wrong with it? The little light won't come on! Oh, it's on! now it's not!
Damn, bring phone upstairs, plug it in, lift it to ear - dial tone comes and goes, fizzing sporadically.
The phone port in my bedroom is shot to hell. That explains a hell of a lot. Reinstall the whole system down in the living room, where there's another phone port, remind myself to talk to the landlord about it and come online.
These are the modem maroons. Not blues, because I'm not sad, and fairly red because it made me mad as hell. But I'm happy I'm back.
Oh.
Oh, well. So, chew nails, squat neighbour's undefended wireless system for a few days more, try the damn thing again - it won't work! What's wrong with it? The little light won't come on! Oh, it's on! now it's not!
Damn, bring phone upstairs, plug it in, lift it to ear - dial tone comes and goes, fizzing sporadically.
The phone port in my bedroom is shot to hell. That explains a hell of a lot. Reinstall the whole system down in the living room, where there's another phone port, remind myself to talk to the landlord about it and come online.
These are the modem maroons. Not blues, because I'm not sad, and fairly red because it made me mad as hell. But I'm happy I'm back.
