Welcome to my perfumed garden

So Cameron finally weights in but

email?

Did he say email? O:!

Twitter where it happenin' bro, get with the Zeitgeist Dave, I mean to say, email? So 2004! And you're 2 days late man, Gordon was Twittering his support in minutes.

*G*

But this is too good not to post.

Nightie night.

Mightier-than-All*

::hands on hips, leans back, lets rip with mighty Brian Blessed laugh:: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair! I am the biggest ant you'll ever see!** :laughs even harder. hurts throat. coughs a bit. makes polite excuses. Puts kettle on::

OK. So it's like this, I may have fixed the Internets.
Still testing. Not breathing too hard or keeping magnets near said Internets. Waiting for time, tide and Godot. Gathering dust and moss. Probably going eversoslightly mad.


*This counts for LJ name, real name and novelist (ha!) name. Cool! Fanfic-writer name amusingly = Panther-Passing-Across. ::enjoys the irony. Enjoys the irony a little too long. Grows bored. Goes off in search of new kicks. Discovers Coppery. Is well pleased::

**I need a Brian Blessed icon.
ETA Now has icon of the Blessed Brian, all bow down and praise Him.

This Meme shamelessly blagged and carried from the scene of the crime in a bag marked SWAG from the delightful, the estimable, the unsurpassed and consumately delightful fluterbev. May her star remain undimmed till the final breath of time.

No internet for over 24 hours.

Dear God. I demand to have some booze.

::heads for bar::

I'm back online.

I had to re-install Windows (and all the misery that entails) to do it but I'm finally back online.

Thank all the Gods. It's been hard but I made it. ::swigs from much-needed tumbler of red-booze::

Been internetless since yesterday evening; what a horror. It's sort of fixed now, but we're not sure why - the phones went off, too, so it must (unless it was some improbably massive coincidence) have been connected to that, but on further delving this morning, Mark found that the DNS numbers weren't being automatically assigned as per - we had to key them in manually, and now all is well again and the phones are back on, too. Very, very odd and something to do (I suspect) with a fall in voltage on our crap 1950's phone lines  - but after a morning of major buggering with wires and moving sofas and tables and knick knacks and knocking the Sky signal out in the process and having to repair that... (sigh) tis on again. What a relief.

But in between said buggering about, I got another 1200 words of one of my WIPs written, so the morning wasn't entirely wasted.

So, I'm just catching up with emails and LJ and then I have to clean the house, for yeah, verily, it is a tip - especially behind that sofa... man!