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I now own the Internet
me... finally... online.
Follow up:
Such sweeter words have no been spoken in recent memory. When I got home from work and booted up my rig last night my eye was drawn down to the task bar, noticing the little modem icon which was not doing what I expected it to do. Usually it blinks and flashs like a madman, likewise the modem pretends its a christmas tree at mardi gras. But instead everything was green - right across the board; line sync. HUZZAH! ![]()
After hammering in the connection info and clicking the connect button I'm greeting by the thoroughly awesome... "ADSL connected at 1.5mbs".
So now I'm piped back into the rest of the world it means that working here is less like slowly killing myself for money, and more like an inconvienience that I can deal with for a while.
Typically though, my recent spate of horrendously bad luck appears to be continuing. As the first game I tried to play online was Battlefield 2. After patching that sucker up cuertesy of games.internode's unmetered content (yay!) and creating an online account, I go to jump into a server with CP and lo and behold;
"This CD Key is already in use. If you believe your CD key has been stolen, please contact Electronic Arts technical support."
Gee. Awesome. Thanks.
I paid $80 for this game specifically so I could play it online. If I was only gonna play at the odd LAN it wouldn't have been worth the $80 and I wouldn't have bought it. Anyhoo... EA has my support request, I expect nothing good will come of it. I'll get angry and threaten to send it back to the vendor, they'll laugh and say it's out of replacement time. I'll cry for having sunk more money into a useless void. I need someone else to do shit for me, like make things work.