Have I Mentioned I'm Whiny When I'm Sick?

Hi, remember me? I know, I know, it's been for FREAKING ever. I have a reason, though ... really! Spartacus has us rigged up all wireless, but apparently one (or more?) of the neighbors have recently begun using other wireless devices which interfere with our connection. It ... is ... kicking ... my ... ass. Three computers (five if you throw in our work laptops) and only one with a semi-decent connection. Ni-ice. Needless to say, the order has been given to fix it or ditch it. 'Times like these that induce me to pine for my days in the trailer. (single wide, thank you very much.) Lots less to clean, wouldn't have been a problem to "pull" cable the entire length of the structure if need be, and nobody expected anything of me. No neighbors peering into my dining room as they take their walks wondering when on Earth I was planning on finishing painting my hallway. (uh, yeah ... NEVER!), no do-gooding neighbors offering to help take down that poor dead tree in the middle of my back patio ... (Look here, damn it; that TREE is the REASON I bought this place. It is not going ANYWHERE until I'm READY for it to go! Did I already say "damn it"? ... ) Come to think of it, here's a picture of that glorious, hope-inspiring tree before I killed it. (or whatever happened ... given my not so great horticultural reputation, it could very well have been me.)

And have I mentioned that I can not for the LIFE of me comprehend what it is sitemeter wants me to do to fix my little "counter ain't working" issue? And I don't understand my iPod, which for me is akin to a cardiothorasic surgeon asking what "that pulsing thingy is." PLUS I'm sick. 'Have been for a week. I've missed a total of three days in six and, while I'm assured it's okay, I don't feel like it is. There's more, but nothing I'm allowed to go into here because of the lawsuit. (yup; LAWSUIT)

Good times, man. Good times.