Ok, so I came home on lunch break one day and noticed that my neighbors (the ones that lived downstairs and had moved out and a week ago moved back in and have since been driving me nuts) had a direct tv dish installed right above my door. No problem, but upon my arrival at my computer I noticed that my internet was off. It was on that very morning, but go figure. I'm left to assume that my internet was hindered during the installation of the dish. No problem, so I called Time Warner and waded through their stupid automated answering machine until I was able to speak to an actual life form to tell them there's a problem and they need to fix it. Naturally they agree and schedule it to two days later at about 5:30 so I'll be able to make it home from work and meet them there. All is well, up until Thursday at about 2:00 when I get a call from the guy saying that he was way early and had fixed the problem. Oh, come to find out when I got home they didn't fix anything. They'd just shown up when I said not to. So I got the honor of waiting another two days just so some guy can come out here and fix a problem within 5 minutes. Yay. It wasn't that bad though, I caught up on some reading in the mean time and worked on some ideas for a next song that my band and I will most likely work on. Oh yeah, the band's been pretty much encompassing all of my time as well. Our rhythm guitarist is quite a slack off and has contributed next to nothing other than a reliable place to jam and hasn't bothered to even try and learn anything we've written. Oh well, his attitude about the whole deal wasn't ever really nice and we're planning on canning him anyway. Other than that, though, the band's going good. We spent the better part of 2 or 3 weeks writing one song which doesn't suck. Score. And those reasons above are all the combined reasons as to why I've been gone.