the pilot's computer was working fine but my net was down as of this morning at 7am. it was not my airport... which my compu could see... and not my computer... and not my network settings... so I crawled into the closet and power cycled and reset the modem and router and started them up in the proper order. and then did this a couple more times at intervals. and then ... the Acrobat seemed to be the only one who knew who our cable co. is since he gets the bills. finally i got him on the phone and then the cable co. WHICH you can imagine the endless process of getting a human being who made me go t hrough all the steps. But he was useful in that i had not tried plugging my laptop directly into the cable modem (which worked.) So it is the router that is the problem... and the Pilot's computer had still been working (but now wasn't) because she has a fixed IP address and I don't. But THEN... oh, then. I figured i'd plug the Pilot's computer directly into the cable modem so that i could at least put her back to being online after the hours long thing where I had "broken her internet". And that didn't work and then i got the Acrobat on the phone and tried making it a non-fixed ip addres which also didn't work. Then he said, oh shit, actually take it offline because there is no firewall and viruses could be bombarding my computer.
In the meantime I labelled all the cables in the closet properly with tape and sharpie marker.
I left the pilot with Rook's laptop plugged into the cable modem so that at least now she has net.
But hours... hours wasted on this. I should have just gone to the library to work, but actually... need both internet AND the books on my desk so that I can be working.
i should maybe go to frys and buy a new router thingie but I figure let the Acrobat have a crack at fixing it somehow. He said on the phone "i'll be home at 6 and then i'll fix it" with supreme confidence. It would be lovely if so but of course the minor annoyance of having pounded on some problem for hours... necessary hours... and then someone else swooping down who goes oh, aha, it was all so simple.
I'll take that minor annoyance if i could just work on my thesis again. I wil have to beg tonight or tomorrow for my own plug to go directly into the cable modem and then I could work... while any problem is solved... miraculously... by a new router and/or the Genius of The Acrobat's great brain.
This is all to explain why I'm just a bit testy and moody today. Of course the crankier I get without having net, the more I want to let off steam by blogging totally random thoughts. Instead I'm at the library trying to straighten out my online and in-print references against the rest of the 200+ pages of the thesis.