Idiots Love Idiots
It was our fault the modem died.
When Dr. Mad Scientist unhooked the old hard drive and hooked up the new one--he unplugged the modem with it. Dumbass.
So when I tried to connect to the internet, my connection was extremely spotty the first night and kept going in and out on me.
The next morning after dealing with Tech Support, the modem was completely dead (no power whatsoever).
I called them on Tuesday to schedule a repair. Friday was the earliest either I or Dr. Mad Scientist could be home to receive Mr. Comcast Repairman.
They gave me a window of 9-11 a.m. that they'd be here. 9:00 a.m. rolled around, I looked out the window and Mr. Comcast rolled up in his van.
He comes up, sits down on my funky unvacuumed floor, and asks:
"Where's the power cord?"
Me: "Are you fucking kidding me???"
I rummage around in the detrius cast off by Dr. Mad Scientist when he was installing the new hard drive and lo and behold, there was the power cord to the modem.
So yeah, two weeks without the internet more or less. One week was entirely Dr. Mad Scientist's fault (the virus/trojan) and one was partially my fault.
I assumed that because it was getting power that night it was spotty, it was plugged in.
Ends up each modem has a backup battery. That's why it was still working without a powercord. Dumbass.
But hey, we're connected for real now and I installed my camera software!
So I'll leave you with something I spun during my two week internet vacation:
What kind of fiber is it?
I'll give you a hint: Meow.
See what happens when I'm unplugged and left to my own devices???