My name is Daisy
and I’m an internet addict. What else can explain the pacing, the gnawed finger nails, the mood swings, the violent slamming of plates, cupboard doors and anything else not nailed down? Well, PMT of course. Combine that with having no internet access for coming up to 48 hours (thank you BT) and you have a volatile situation on your hands.
I don’t know why I’ve suddenly got access, I wandered in for the 98th time today this hour but I’m posting while I can. And then I’m off to chase the engineer allegedly due to arrive some time today…


February 2nd, 2004 15:11
get him daisy!
February 2nd, 2004 15:14
I think BT provide an excellent service.
I lie about everything.
February 2nd, 2004 15:38
You have my sympathies. I’ll find out where the local support groups are in your area and email you the details. Oh drat, that won’t work! Erm, can someone remind me how I send a real letter?
February 2nd, 2004 15:55
Thought you’d gone quiet! Did your man have to hide all the really sharp objects?…
February 2nd, 2004 16:15
Yep, even the toothbrushes.
February 2nd, 2004 16:53
48 hours??!! You poor thing. You should let the engineer turn up then lock him in your cellar, just in case it ever goes down again.
February 3rd, 2004 21:53
I’m an internet addict too. I don’t like my addiction much, but I’m gonna turn it into a positive. I’m gonna learn HTML via my new blog - http://queerlycreative.blogs.com/queercode :D
February 3rd, 2004 23:33
Way to go Rose!
February 10th, 2004 19:37
I am adding to a Feb 3 post - maybe I have lost a week - I know that you have been reconnected because you sent me some advice. I shall come back when I get beyond bullet points on mine!
Cheers
Charlene
March 15th, 2004 00:18
HEY!!!! MY NAME IS DAISY!!!
March 15th, 2004 00:20
HEY!!!! MY NAME IS DAISY!!!