Baaaaah...

The internet connection has gone haywire, again. I've been pretty much "out of it" in the terms of my online life, for at least a week.

The router refuses to assign more than one IP address, or something like that; I'm not sure because Dad doesn't tell me much about it. LinkSys (makers of the wireless router) are sending some sort of fix or patch for the software. Right now, one computer at a time can connect directly to the cable modem (usually Dad's, obviously, because he's working every single day of the week even though he's self-employed and "semi-retired") and ipconfig has to be run by both the disconnecting computer and "new" connecting computer in order for the connection to work.

I leave for an extended series of camping activities on Saturday--lasting until July 24, at which point frantic university preparations begin in earnest--so I will most likely not be seen around here for quite a while.

Oh, by the way

Real Life has been okay recently, quite busy:

I saw two Shakespeare plays in the park on the July 26 and 29

The driving school in-class sessions took up all my time between 9 a.m. and 4 p.m. from July 28 to 31; I was glad to be out of that classroom and out of the company of teenage boys.

Piano lessons in Ontario resumed on the 28th, and now I have to un-learn the practices of one teacher and re-learn the practices of another. I've got the key to the church and so I get to practice on their new Yamaha upright. I take along my flute as well and enjoy the luxury of not having to worry about disturbing anyone in my house.

I was fitted for contact lenses; I intend to wear them only about a quarter of the time. I will get the actual lenses on Friday.

I attended the perfectly marvellous Mill Race Festival of Traditional Music

I spent a day in Toronto with some Mount Allison friends. We had fun acting like children at the Ontario Science Centre, ate Thai food, and were incredibly disturbed by absolutely everything about Capturing the Friedmans

my sister

Deirdre is at the Albert Ballet School's summer school right now, trying to figure out if its Pre-Professional training would be more to her benefit than another year at Quinte. Their summer school has more hours of dance per day, so she attended classes in Toronto as close to every day as she could manage before heading off. Apparently, she fainted in class yesterday--not that I heard many details, because Dad never passes on news and he demanded that Mum return the phone before she could find out much. Deirdre has no friends with her (just one acquaintance from QBS), this is the furthest she's stayed from home for this sort of time period, and she doesn't like the student apartments where she's housed. I hope she's doing okay.