Yes, at long last the broadband was brought back online today, which made for huge raping of the DSL for various updates, games and other things which are best left alone at the best of times….err….

I suppose that once you’ve gotten used to using the net for most things these days, internet shopping, online gaming, email death threats, to have that taken away for a great length of time, you realise how much you actually depend upon it. And worryingly it was only made obivous how many things rely on a net connection in order to work.

During the offline period at home, I couldn’t play any games from my steam account despite parting with the cash for quite a number, only Left 4 Dead and Prince of Bel-Air, no Persia, still worked, the rest wanted to check on the steam servers for some reason. Makes me wonder if those who remain offline will get the most out their machines and how long it will be before everything will rely on the internet to work. Even our kettles….

I tell you, not even having the beauty of BBC Iplayer to catch up on programmes I didn’t even know were on, well, that was just pure, hence in recent times the best I could do were the videos found on the internet at work which allowed for some small joy in these harsh times. Granted these harsh times aren’t as harsh as someone dying of kidney failure or being forced to watch Dancing on Strictly people’s heads or whatever it is, but still.

So aside from that little escapade, what else has been going on since the last proper updates back in Febuary?

A fair amount as it goes which will be remarked on another time, but there was one major thing aside from the moving out business into the place where even P Diddy with his 743 jets and cheeseburgers can’t afford, it appears that I have become a bit of a f*** clump when dealing with certain friends, family and others and this has caused me to behave in a fashion which has even alienated the Lady of Leisure to the point when she left.

It was fair enough, I was scared of commiting, behaved like a baby and got what I deserved. Pure and simple, I was scared of loosing freedom and lost more than that. In the meantime, it appears I have a few issues to sort out and well, to all those people I’ve hurt, I’m sorry.

What that means from now on is something I don’t know. So there we are, something which doesn’t happen often but here you are: A man admitting he was wrong when it came to a relationship publically, or as publically as it goes for the internet. Being on my own may work for a while but in the end, will it do me any good?

Not a really funny thing to end on, but as the french say “C’est la vie.” 🙂