"broadband or dust"
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if the world was perfect, and if all connections could instantaneously link, i'd be typing this away on a broadband internet connection in my own house. the coolest thing that i'd have in the comfort of my own study. next to a ps2. but, alas, the world isn't perfect, and obviously, not all connections can instantaneously link. the contractor responsible for the connection, amir, came round at about 3, while i was at the pan pacific. basically, the deal is this: once we get broadband, he gets RM 50. the way to tell is when the dsl indicator on the modem becomes fixed and permanently green. it's still blinking now. it's been blinking for 8 hours. no money for amir; no broadband for us. and it's all so queer...the wall unit outside is being used, so there's this phone line running into my room. the same thing that'd be used for my normal modem, but, c'mon, this is broadband. i'm moving on with the new wave, but at the same time, it's like...indie new wave. spoilt caviar. it's like the most banged up ferrari 360 you could ever find; it's fast as hell, but...it doesn't look like a ferrari that'd run.
anyway, today's hotel trip was a fun one. first we went to the eastin, which has got the unfriendliest, shortest, most unpleasant, sarcastic catering manager ever. seriously. she really needs a screw, but i doubt that she's ever gotten any in her life. okay, that was a bit crude, and a bit inpolite, but, come on...you should've been there. after that, we went to the pan pacific, and there was this nice, courteous, hands-on, pleasant catering manager who attended to us. and she offered us a cheaper deposit amount.
so what do we choose...a hotel with an unpleasant attendant, and a more expensive deposit, or the hotel with a (much) nicer attendant, a (much) cheaper attendant, but full of traffic problems?
that's right...we chose the eastin. there's really no choice...it still has the location. and that really does count in everything now.
oh, well. another day. and no broadband yet.
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if the world was perfect, and if all connections could instantaneously link, i'd be typing this away on a broadband internet connection in my own house. the coolest thing that i'd have in the comfort of my own study. next to a ps2. but, alas, the world isn't perfect, and obviously, not all connections can instantaneously link. the contractor responsible for the connection, amir, came round at about 3, while i was at the pan pacific. basically, the deal is this: once we get broadband, he gets RM 50. the way to tell is when the dsl indicator on the modem becomes fixed and permanently green. it's still blinking now. it's been blinking for 8 hours. no money for amir; no broadband for us. and it's all so queer...the wall unit outside is being used, so there's this phone line running into my room. the same thing that'd be used for my normal modem, but, c'mon, this is broadband. i'm moving on with the new wave, but at the same time, it's like...indie new wave. spoilt caviar. it's like the most banged up ferrari 360 you could ever find; it's fast as hell, but...it doesn't look like a ferrari that'd run.
anyway, today's hotel trip was a fun one. first we went to the eastin, which has got the unfriendliest, shortest, most unpleasant, sarcastic catering manager ever. seriously. she really needs a screw, but i doubt that she's ever gotten any in her life. okay, that was a bit crude, and a bit inpolite, but, come on...you should've been there. after that, we went to the pan pacific, and there was this nice, courteous, hands-on, pleasant catering manager who attended to us. and she offered us a cheaper deposit amount.
so what do we choose...a hotel with an unpleasant attendant, and a more expensive deposit, or the hotel with a (much) nicer attendant, a (much) cheaper attendant, but full of traffic problems?
that's right...we chose the eastin. there's really no choice...it still has the location. and that really does count in everything now.
oh, well. another day. and no broadband yet.
posted by funkyhippopotamus at
11:03:00 pm
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