No broadband at the moment. No TV or landline either. BT have prioritised me and are "aware of my frustrastion" but cannot promise to have the fault fixed before Thursday! And I don't trust them to fix anything by then either. It's taken six calls and a visit from an engineer and as far as I can see they still don't actually know what the problem is.
So I'm getting diseases from an internet cafe keyboard. It's a good job I only type with one finger - though I may have to wrench it out by the root to halt the risk of contagion.
More on this, marbled with spite, when I have more time on the internet. Fucking imbeciles.
You can have wonderous milky-fountain hair and little pouty lips!
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