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September 26, 2019:


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Well, dear readers, the Internet is down and it doesn’t look like it’s coming up soon. I hate when that happens. Everything was fine and then, just like that, no Internet. I called and they, of course, said they had no reports on outages in my area. We unplugged and plugged to no avail. So, someone is coming today between eleven and noon to deal with it. (EDIT: The Internet is UP.  It came up as soon as I typed the word of the day, which was, ironically, FIXED.  Go know.  And, of course, when I called back to cancel the appointment, the Spectrum voice message said – outage in your area.  Go know.  These people.)

i have so much to tell you but to type these here notes on an iPhone is madness itself. So, check back around noon thirty for the rest of the notes. But at least this will go up on time. (EDIT: At the time I wrote this sentence I didn’t think I’d write any more – and yet, feeling adventurous and typing with one finger on an iPhone, I did. Go know.)

More later and later more, not necessarily in that order. I did manage to install Mojave successfully and I did eat and I did pick up packages and I did listen to music, but more about all that later when the Internet has returned. (EDIT: The “more” came sooner than later. Go know.)

Fifteen more minutes until I post these here abbreviated notes. I’m worried if the phone goes to sleep I’ll lose this, so send excellent vibes and xylophones that they’ll post okay. (EDIT: I worried for naught, as it saves the working draft every minute.  Go know.)

Of course, I could just keep writing until midnight at the oasis, I could just do that.  I could tell you that I had a fried chicken sandwich at Jinky’s Cafe (EDIT: It was VERY messy, a little odd, but oddly yummilicious – it had bacon, pickles, and garlic aioli and cole slaw, and came with a little salad).  I could tell you that I picked up some packages (EDIT: I did), and I could tell you that I had a cube steak for my evening snack (EDIT – six ounces or less, under three hundred calories – and tasty).  I could also tell you that the piano was tuned and sounds grand, which is a good thing for a grand piano (EDIT: It was, and it’s now a pleasure to play).

Today, I will obviously be up for Mr. Spectrum Man (EDIT: No, I will not, since Mr. Spectrum Man has been cancelled), who will hopefully fix the modem or do what he has to to get me up and running (EDIT: See last edit). I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, I’ll do some work at the piano, and then relax.

Tomorrow night we have a table reading for The Man Who Came to Dinner. I’m not sure what the weekend holds. (EDIT: But I’m sure it holds SOMETHING.)

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, get back on the Internet (EDIT: He’s baaaaack), I must eat, I must hopefully pick up packages, I must work, and I must relax. Today’s topic of discussion: Do you have anxiety attacks when the Internet goes down or you can’t get on favorite sites?  Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we , whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping I wake up to a working Internet (EDIT: I hopefully will, since it’s working now). And look, I wrote these here notes, didn’t I? (EDIT: I did, and now they’ve been amended by li’l ol’ me.)

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