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I'm very frustrated at the moment, and not just frustrated, but angry, and feeling; not trapped, but something similar. For the last week (at least) we've been having severe issues with our Rogers internet. The phone and the TV work fine, it's just the internet service we're having problems with, in that it's barely working at all, and at times not working in the least. There are times where its functioning to a decent level, but even the best times aren't what it used to be like. Most of the time websites load slowly, and World of Warcraft has significant lag, but when it gets really bad, like last Saturday, Sunday and last night, websites will not load, World of Warcraft gets ping in the 2000 to 5000 range where it's unplayable, and there is basically no reason to be on the computer. Tonight is probably the worst it's been yet, it won't even let me connect to a World of Warcraft server, I did manage to run a speed test on the network, and we pay for a 10Mbps connection, or 10,240Kbps and the speed test results was that my connection speed was at 58Kbps, that's 0.05% of what it should be. Fuck you Rogers. Fuck you.

They're getting a call tomorrow, but I'm not exactly sure how this issue is going to be resolved. Maybe the modem is fucked, maybe Rogers is just a horrible company with shitty service. I guess I'll just have to wait to find out.

I don't have to work until 3pm tomorrow, so tonight was a night I could've stayed up raiding or playing games and relaxing and all that and that's pretty much the source of my frustration, I feel like my night of games has been stolen from me, and I was left not really knowing what to do, since that's usually how I feel when my plans are ruined at the last second.

I've continued to listen to The Decemberists' album The Crane Wife lately, as well as obsessively listening to old episodes of the World of Warcraft podcast The Instance, as I find great comfort in them for some reason. It's a busy day at work tomorrow, and I get off really late, so it'll suck, and then I work on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, so it's hard not to be a bit depressed.

Guess I'll go to bed sooner than later not much else to do at this point.

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