these blues that you're singing again

My internet at home is fucked up. Actually, this time I can't blame BT or even my USB wireless thingy; it really is Just Me. This, combined with Katie having gone away for a few days and Ceri being at T in the Park, means I am sort of literally on my own right now. This isn't the end of the world; I am going to take my laptop into the IT people tomorrow (I'm currently in the library) and hopefully they'll fix it while I'm at work, but it's... aggravating. Plus if they take it over the weekend I have no access to DVDs or the fic I've started tentatively writing but very much enjoying actually being able to write again.

I am not ignoring anyone, but the library is open erratically and there's only so much I can do. On the bright side, I'll get some dissertation work done...?