Remember how I was complaining about our ISP?! The internet completely shut down on Friday night. The lovely folks at Comcast informed us that our "equipment" was not up to par, so we rushed to Best Buy and bought a new modem AND router. $150 later, nothing worked.
Fast forward to today (Tuesday), the tech arrives at 7am (which isn't a big deal, I have class at 9) and tells us that the cable box-thing-whatever outside is full of water AND ice. Yep. Absolutely not our fault.Ugh.
To really make matters worse, I turned off our cable TV last week (new Hulu converts!!!) so we also had no TV, or iPad, or any other contact with the outside world.
While spending my time as a lonely little satellite, I've been fighting a pretty brutal toothache.
The left side of my face feels like it weighs 620 pounds. I have to keep checking to make sure it's not dragging on the ground. It's not a big deal, though. I'm no stranger to dental maladies.
Except that, today was exceptionally awful. I had my Intro to Ceramics class, which should be fun. HOWEVER, we're finally using the wheel and this little delicate flower is terrible at it. I flung clay across the room, scraped up my hand and destroyed 3 or 4 pots along the way.
The process is totally gross and messy, and I somehow lost my bracelet from Eli in the bedlam.
After the great pottery debacle, I attended a reading by local poet, Laura McCullough. Keep in mind that by this point in the day, I'm covered in mud from the pottery wheel, drooling out of the left side of my mouth and just completely over everything; I decide to hang around to chat with her.
She must have been like, "What is wrong with this kid?". I babbled something about my blog and my aspirations, then rushed out of the door because I was late for Mass Media class. I almost couldn't handle it; there was dancing and video cameras, and a really grumpy version of someone trying fake it through the day.
I finally made it home, and have been laying on the couch since 4 o'clock watching "My Name is Earl" and eating vegan chili with soft pretzel rolls. Only Jason Lee and creepy hybrid carbohydrates can fix me now.
There may be a bubble bath in my future (if I can convince Dave to make the bubbles).
Today, I'm just finished.
Enough is enough.
How was your day? Don't hold back!