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Finally.

After over 2 weeks of being unable to access the Internet from the friendly confines of my own home, the losers at Videotron, the shittiest cable provider in the world, managed to get me back online. Suffice to say, everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. And even when everything was supposed to be fine, after multiple assurances, it still didn't work.

But that's all water under the bridge now. Since I am not planning to move for another <insert number here> years, it shouldn't be a problem.

Wanting to test my connection, I went to a couple of web sites that I frequent on a regular basis. On second though, maybe not the best way to test my connection. What if my browser was feeding from its cache.

So I figured that I would go to a website or two that I had not visited in the last two weeks, from home or from work. So I figured I would check out a porn site. Bad idea again. I was sure I had seen the first mini–movie before. It could be coming from my cache.

So I played another. Same problem. Seen it before.

Try another. No luck.

A fourth. Same problem.

Number five. This is getting ridiculous.

By the time I finally came across a movie I hadn't seen, it was getting dark in the basement, and my hands and fingers were dead tired ... from clicking. Now however, as I head off to bed, I can assure you that my Internet connection is fully functional.

I thought you might want to know. ;-)

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