giving the finger to sbc dsl

part of the reason that i haven’t been writing much lately has to do with the fact that we don’t have any DSL service at home. my feelings towards sbc’s reliability, customer service, and pattern recognition with trouble reports (or lack thereof) is a different rant entirely. let’s just say that while we hate the monopoly that comcast has on the cable industry, we called them up and asked them to send us a cable modem kit.

there was an sbc repair dude ripping up the sidewalk this morning as we were leaving for work so that might mean that we have internet when we get home tonight. but i’m not counting on it.

the sad thing is, i haven’t known what to do with myself in the evenings while our dsl has been out. i can only watch so much tv before my eyes glaze over. i did mostly complete that damn painting that i’ve been working on since, oh, october. and i got the preliminary charcoal sketch done for another one. i guess that is something.

i’ve realized that reading is a habit i’ve gotten out of, largely, and that makes me sad. when i’ve gotten past the beginning of a good book then it’s easy for me to really get into it and tear through it until i’m done. but if i haven’t read in a while, it’s hard to motivate myself to sit down and begin.