I’m From Canada, Everyone Thinks I’m Retarded, Eh?

Cookie for the reference! (I’ll give you a hint, it’s a Simpsons’ Quote)…

Sorry that the site has been down for so long. I’d like to think that you were all sitting at your computers, hitting refresh over and over again and crying at my total lack of content and fearing that my domain would remain “expired” for ever and ever amen. But, I’m not a total ego maniac, so I am fully aware that the only person who was ready to kill my hosting company was probably me.

For the record, I don’t hate all Canadians… just the Canadian hosting companies who will let your domain and your hosting expire with no notice and then, when you pay them good money to make said domain and hosting work again let it sit for five days without one word to you about what is happening.

I am addicted to my own website people. The only thing that I could think of throughout this whole situation is “god, I wish that I could blog about what bastards these people are.”

Actually, I had other things to thing about like the death of a friend’s mom and out of town visitors. Plus a raging infection that, when I finally saw a doctor for it, I was admonished for not going in sooner. Death sucks, our friend flew back to DC and I’m now taking antibiotics. I should write about those other things because they are more important than whether or not my silly website works. But, quite frankly, I’m feeling a little drained from it all.

Life can be overwhelming sometimes.

But, when the going gets tough, the tough complain about their internet service providers! When everything starts to seem like it doesn’t matter in the face of things that I can’t control… well… I like to rail at the things that I can control by bitching at.

Back to your regularly scheduled stories about me tripping over things tomorrow.

2 Comments

  1. Good to have you back sweetie.

    I am probably the only person in the planet lame enough to have done so, but if you’ve got a spare half hour, you might want to hit up YouTube to check out Canada’s Next Top Model. It’s genuinely creepy… something about those Canadians and their cheap production values – you’ll see what I mean.

  2. Sorry for all you’ve been going through, niece Hoper. Sending hugs.

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