I think I’ve had a long enough vacation now. For real this time.
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God is teasing me! Just like he teased Moses in the desert. Tested? Hah, tested my ass. I’ve been without an Internet connection for over a week. A week! Where is my fucking Medal of Honor?

The saddest part was that my ISP was aware of my problem and had said that they would send a guy to take a look on it on Tuesday the next week. Tuesday! I called on a Thursday and they would take a look on it on Tuesday the next week! Talk about piss poor support.

So did anything happen on Tuesday? No. Called tech support again on Wednesday. I asked if the technician had found the problem at the telephone station, because he sure didn’t show up at my place. The tech support guy was silent. Eventually he asked me to turn off the modem and then turn it on again. I didn’t even bother. I was told to hold on for a little while, presumably while he earned some extra cash at the men’s restroom for services that shall remain unmentioned. When he finally came back, he told me he couldn’t get a hold of the technicians because they were on lunch break. This was 3:00PM.

Thursday. Called again. Déjà Vu.

Technician? We haven’t sent any technician. From what you have said, it sounds as if your modem doesn’t work properly, tried to restart it? Oh, really? Well, I can have a guy look into it earliest on Tuesday next week because [random bullshit]. No, this isn’t the Candid Camera show. Sir, please sir… mind your language, sir. Ok, forget the random bullshit I mentioned earlier, I’ll have someone over at your place tomorrow, around 5:00PM. *click*

Someone rings on the door bell at 11:00AM. I lead him to the closest phone jack. He messes around with it and after five minutes comes to the conclusion that someone has messed up pretty badly at the telephone station because apparently my line is connected to someone else’s number. He takes off.

Thirty minutes later, it all works.

What I really wanted to say was that it might take a week or two and perhaps a dropped series before I’m up to date with the latest episodes again.

In conclusion, I hate you God.
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“Well, this calls for a celebration. *puts on a Kool ‘n’ the Gang record: “Celebrate good times…”* I will.”

200,000 page loads. 50,000 unique visitors. I hate statistics. Since I’ve put this post on hold for over a week now, it’s actually close to 60,000 unique visitors now.

The one I have to thank the most is without a doubt Scott, from Scott’s Anime Almanac. I suck at self-promotion, but luckily, Scott more or less did it for me. Hits didn’t skyrocket until April, about the same time as Scott linked me. He triggered the domino effect, blame him for any possible damages your mind might have sustained from browsing my blog.

What I cannot understand is why any sane person would want to come back to my blog. I don’t, and I never will offer summaries or even anything remotely coherent or insightful. Mainly because I’m lazy. But if anyone asks, it’s because there are plenty of people out there doing it way better than I ever could. English is not my first language, it’s not even my second.

Lastly, I’d like to mention some of my favourite blogs for otaku coverage. 「ネコミミモード」, Akiba-bound Soul and Heisei Democracy all offer excellent news coverage on the latest developments concerning otaku related stuff from that crazy Nippon country in the far east. Do yourself a favor, visit them instead of me.
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I like rain.

I’ve changed theme.

Some of you might be able to read the katakana in (*´Д`)ﾊｧﾊｧ. In this case, ‘haahaa’ is not an onomatopoeia for laughter.

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I’ve had exams the whole week and will have even more the coming two weeks. One could say that I’ve been quite busy preparing for my exams. So busy I completely forgot about Futakoi yesterday.

For tomorrow, I got three anime episodes to watch. And at the same time I must somehow manage to cram 100 years of European history and the entire biology and psychology courses during the weekend. I’ve come this far by slacking off, taking naps and generally doing nothing. Why hasn’t anyone told me that my studying method isn’t the most effective one? Meh, meh.

Looks like I have no choice but to prioritize… whatever that means…