Yay for Blizzard not failing!

I still believe the fault with the hijacked account came from their end. I won't push the point, but several other people I know had this happen to them this weekend through yesterday. If you tried to log on during the authentication server errors, I think you should change your password if you have not done so since.

I got my account back and all my 'stuff'. :)

Hacked.

Someone hacked my WoW account. They sold all my gear, sent all my money to someone else and looted my guild's vault using my toons that had access to it. Transferred my daughter's toon off of her server and onto another one.

I believe I will get everything back. Eventually. Life goes on. Right up until...

Whoever did this made my daughter cry.

I am suddenly not okay with any of this. I am furious. I am going to cry myself... right after I get my schoolwork done for the night.

300 pounds...

That's the maximum weight that can go on the back extension machine at the gym. It feels like there is nothing on it still. So my back is strong but it is still defective. GRRRRRRRR

Money, money, money...

Money can't buy you happiness, but in the name of science, I would like to test that theory out for myself.

Right now, money could buy me 'things' that would make me happy. As it is, I can just barely afford to make minimum payments on all my bills, including the credit card I have to buy groceries on or starve since I did not start a proper garden earlier in the year. (I do have things planted now, but my first tomato has not yet ripened even, just have one sweet banana pepper, edible weeds and herbs so far this year.) Okay, I've given something away. I could probably fend off starvating by foraging for at least a little while, but it is silly that I can't afford to eat. I would like to be able to eat with out going into debt. Debt tends to tilt my mood scale towards depressed.

I maintain that happiness for the most part is a choice and I try to choose happiness consistently. Some people choose to be unhappy and as much as I can love my fellowman, I can also choose not to let them drag me down then they are murdering their own joy. However, certain things in your life can tilt me towards depression or joy. A paycheck that allowed me the basic necessities of life would tilt me towards joy while one that just barely slows my descent into bankruptcy is more of a neutral thing. The slow descent itself tilts me towards depression.

All of that said, I am going to be spending some time assessing finances, mostly mine, over the next few weeks. I believe there must be a way out of this hole that is being dug, but it is going to take some work to find it. Work doesn't scare me. Balloons do! (I have a perfectly rational fear of balloons. Trust me. They are scary!)

Addiction

I am starting to wonder if I am addicted to caffeine. I seem to need it to get through my day at work with out making a lot of mistakes and I seem to need it to deal with people in the morning.

I don't notice when I don't have it other than that I don't feel well though.

Food for thought for another day.

New Plan!

Build a better internet!

Okay, the internet is fine, but the connection options for people who live away from populations hubs are failing those people. To get anything beyond dial-up, we have to pay an inordinate amount of our income. Dial-up is not working for us because not only is it slow if everything else works perfectly, but our phone lines tend to have static and head-ache inducing hums that also foul up the computer trying to have a chat with the world wide web. Is it really too much to ask to be able to talk to mom with out having to take medication afterwards?

It took me 30 minutes to turn in my assignment at my online college last night. The research took several hours and should only have taken about 30 minutes, and writing it took 15 minutes. By my math, I wasted just short of four hours by having a poor connection.

I think I am going to have to spend more time at the library which is just going to be great fun since the librarians at the Jefferson-Madison Regional Libraries seem to regard my occasional muttering to myself as speaking to someone via a cell phone or internet connection. I find it odd that speaking in a voice that is at least as soft as a whisper has them hushing me, but I can talk to someone across the room and it does not bother them in the slightest. The atmosphere at Pamunkey Regional Libraries seems to be much more conducive to the living breathing humans who are library patrons. The librarians at the second system also seem to be proactive and eager to offer assistance when needed.

Other fast internet options usually involve buying food somewhere, which does offer more available research hours, but is less cost effective. Aside from the actual food purchase, there is also the cost of travelling to these places and how long can I justify camping out in the back booth at Panera even if it is not crowded?

I love my fast connection!

But I hate that I have to go to the library to get it. Thankfully my new computer has a long battery life.

Still working on a solution, obviously there must be one, it just is not obvious!