Internot. HA!

Alright! Finally there's been some improvement in the state of the Internet connection here at Rice Hall! It's been shut off completely!

"...that's an improvement?"

You know it, Bon Jovi! It's being Worked On now. Whereas, before, it was just craplousy, now, it's Out Of Commission, and it's Going To Be Fixed. So.. yay!

"... seriously, I don't get it. The practical upshoot of this appears to be that you can't use AIM in your room, and are thus restricted in your communication with... well, anyone, as you can't call people due to neuroses."

Not (entirely) true! I can make phone calls! Why, just the other day I called Courtney out of the blue. Took her two days to call me back, and I was out when she did, but that's beside the point.

"Oh. Going to call her tonight?"

Hell no! What are you, mad? She'll be so busy, and she certainly won't want to hear from me, she totally hates me, I just know it.

"I'm gonna go ahead and rest my case here."