the badger shouldn't bare its teeth when peace sits at the tea-table

[freckles_and_doubt]

Oh, ADSL, how do I love thee? let me count the ways. The ways your little lights blink on, finally, after two weeks of sullen silence while I swear and Telkom staggers obliviously from incompetence to denial. The way I now actually connect to the internet to fritter my time away with random browsing instead of having to fritter it away with Shadow Magic. The way you're fast, and not given to the temperamental mood swings of the Iburst. The way that I now don't have to endure a four-day weekend without internet access, since that would infallibly result in twitching and bodies buried in the garden. The way that the Evil Landlord's computer is now instantly connected any time he chooses to plug in the cable, which mostly he doesn't owing to paranoia. (What's with that, anyway? your data will all leak away if you leave the ADSL perpetually connected? or will evil hacker pixies steal it?). And the way that I sneakily pay for you, since the EL would never let me pay for the Iburst. Heh.

My Personal Imaginet Guy eventually traced the problem to an improbable concatenation on the Telkom exchange, wherein the whole thing was not converting a TLA number of some sort that I can't remember into an actual phone number, which consequently the Imaginet system couldn't recognise. Rather than telling Telkom to sort out the exchange, which is an unpleasant and frequently futile sort of process, he did a sort of nifty workaround by telling the Imaginet system to recognise the TLA number, and all the magic little lights came on. I still want to marry him.

I watched Zodiac last night, which was sort of meh despite good performances and RDJ. More importantly, the nightly Middlequest continues. Episode 5 gives us, in the Particular Silliness Department, Peruvian flying pike and an energy drink called "!!!!", which you pronounce by stamping your foot and raising your hands while looking startled. (The Middleman himself is particularly cute while doing this). Goofy Middlemisms include "Flowers for Algernon!", "Hot diggety dog!", "Great hearts of palm!" and the trademark "Oh, phooey!", with a new foray into similes: "like a Bengal elephant", and "explode like a sausage casing full of weasels". Points for the first appearance of the villainous catchphrase, "My plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity" and for zombies shambling around demanding "Trooooout!" Did I mention that I love this show?

Comments

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

Recursive pleasures ftw! Mostly I just get high on words.

Take 2 informs me that my copy actually arrived today, so I'll have to start from scratch (for the third time) to inculcate the EL with them, and incidentally catch the bits of dialogue which are, for some reason, missing on my copies. (The whole Gut Wrencher 1 mutually orgasmic Wendy/Tyler thing in the diner, most notably. Middleman without the dialogue is almost but not completely pointless).

[tngr-spacecadet.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, an excuse to watch the whole series again. This is a GOOD thing!