sorry, sorry, sorry!

But my prolonged absence hasn't been entirely my own fault--have been having rather profound and irritating internet difficulties . . . but never fear, after four cals to my friendly neighborhood adelphia personnel, not only do I have new acquaintances in far-flung places, but the cable guy is coming to my home in a few hours to check it all out. This has reached tragic dimensions because over the weekend, not only did my internet keep hitting the fritz, but then it began to affect my TV cable too! One tivo works, the other doesn't. This is strange because they are both in the same rooom, on the same cable line, hooked into the same tv, and to my knowledge, absolutely nothing has changed in my apartment (aside from me running the vacuum cleaner!) in the last week.

I hate technology. Or rather, I should say that I hate how dependent I am on technology. I mean, it would probablt be easier for me to deal with having trouble breathing than to deal with trouble getting on-line. Part of it, I'm sure, is that I know what to do if having trouble breathing--I mean, duh! go to the doctor. but computers, that's a whole other problem.

Anyway, this is all a long way to say that I've been having some trouble with the internet connection, so I've not died, fallen off the planet, been easten by a crocodile or managed (yet) to knock myself unconscious with the 1000 page biography I should have finished by now.

It's kinda strange though because ever since I returned to the US, it seems like a lot of my stuff is breaking or breaking down or just refusing to work. I already blogged about the car. Also, have been having trouble with my toilet (the water just keeps running and running--finally broke down and called absentee flakey apartment manager yesterday), now the modem and a tivo, my cell phone (but I've known it was crap for a long time, so this is hardly surprising), and ow this AM, it turns out that my microwave doesn't work either. The cup of tea that I forgot about and wanted to reheat was just a icy when it came out of the microwave as it was when it went in. . . oh well, didn't need a hot beverage anyway. . . .

I hope this is all setting me up for a run of unqualified success since the job market looms. the list of open academic positions comes on-line in two weeks . . .