Internet Was Down

So my computer went out two Saturdays ago. The parents computer went out on Sunday. My computer mysteriously came back on Monday (suddenly it could find the operating system it lost.) The Internet seemed to have gone with it, no matter what I tried to do.

Today we got the broadband back at least, but the wireless is down because their computer is broken and I cannot fix it. One out of three ain't bad.

Also, I broke my cell phone about the same time because I whipped it down the stairs in the pocket of my jeans. They had barely left my hand when I realized the phone had taken flight with them...and there was nothing I could do to stop it from falling. The poor thing broke to pieces on the basement floor. The good news was that I broke it on a week when the Tracfones were on sale. I have a shiny, new cell phone that I can now text on, because I couldn't at all with the last one.

I may have a job; I'll know as early as tomorrow.

Muse tickets for Minneapolis in March go on sale Saturday (glee glee glee) so I might go. We have to talk about these things.

I have written three poems and I have not typed up any of them, but I'm working on it.

Kitty is sleeping in the bedroom, not on one of the two shelves we gave him or the two beds he now owns, but in the middle of the bed on the blanket Mom said he could have half-custody of (oh ha.)

What else is happening? The new Muse CD is good; I've been listening to it (Panic Station's been playing nonstop in my head for three days at least.)

Rewatched Baskerville and realized Moriarty had the diamond in the cell with him (scratched Sherlock's name on the mirror.) Wonder how he got that in there without Mycroft's goons noticing??? Wonder if Mycroft realized it?

Ta,
Bec