My Internet woes

Moving into the new place, I thought my Internet-less days were behind me. Nope. Far from it. It's gone a little something like this:

Week One - INTERNET!! I spend most of this time just staring at my laptop and drooling over what we've taken all too for granted the last decade. Thank you, Al Gore!

Week Two - Thinking that the power cable for my laptop was the one from his stolen laptop, my housemate/landlord gives it to a friend. (Let's ignore the fact that the cable had an American plug with adapter at the end.) Well shit, my laptop's battery has reached the point where it can't run more than ten minutes without being plugged in. No computer (or Internet) for me.

Week Three - You'd think it wouldn't be a big deal to get a power cable back, right? Yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhh, no. Apparently it has already been sold along with another laptop. Yes. My housemate/landlord's friend took my power cable (with an American plug) and within a matter of hours sold it to someone else. What is there, some sort of black market for American power cables?!?? Words and phrases that are synonymous with "shucks" come to mind.

Week Four - Bueller? Bueller? You know how you often wonder what someone who's thousands of miles away from you is doing at that moment? That's this week for me. "I wonder where my power cable with American plug is at this very moment? Probably in some shady cocaine basement. Commandos are probably going to bust down the doors and blow the place up Clear and Present Danger-style any second.

Week Five - POWER CABLE!! Oh, sweet lord, a power cable!! My housemate/landlord has just purchased a new Dell, and feeling guilty about giving away my original cable, he's purchased an additional one for me. I spend most of this time drooling over what we've taken for granted for the last two decades.

Week Six - WIRELESS INTERNET!! Oh wait. Shit. It doesn't work. Shit! What the hell?

And this is where we currently stand. So after having Internet, then not, then having it and now not again, I've just lost the will to care anymore. Why doesn't the wireless Internet work? Will it be working tonight? Whatever.

(I'll end this post with a big tangential asterisk. Riiiiiiiiiiigggghhhhhht here:*)

*This is what I've come to. Seven months into Australia and I'm writing about a power cable. 375 words on a power cable. Listen, being here has been exciting and all, and I'm having a fantastic time, but it's pretty hard to not fall into some sort of a routine when you're in any place for a certain period of time. I'm in that routine now, and I just don't know what to write about anymore. Fortunately for you, I have a few ideas to try out soon. Until then, Robert's got some interesting things to say.