Time Warner can Suck my Balls.

Fucking internet died on me last night. I hate those fuckers. It was out a good part of today, too.

It actually occurred to me to get a phone line put in for the sole purpose of having Dial up back up.

That I was even brought to a point to let this cross my mind ... I would include hairs from my nutsack in my next payment envelope if I didn't always pay by phone.

I wonder if it's worth the two hours on the phone (one hour on hold, another hour waiting) to demand a credit for this shit.