So this is what happened.
Pete (my ex flatmate for the new people), being the worldclass fuckwit that he is, deciced (without consulting anyone) that he couldn't possibly have any bills in his name while he wasn't living in the house, and rather than waiting a couple of weeks for my new flatmates to get back from holiday, and just transferring the names on the BT bill from his to one of theirs, he just CANCELLED THE LINE RENTAL ON THE PHONE. So on Friday we lost internet access, and all our nice extra tv channels, and it could take a WEEK to sort it.
This means I have a little bit of a tl;dr situation going on with my flist, so if there's anything you think I should have seen over the weekend, pls tell me about it in the comments. Thx.
Even worse, it means I can't watch all the awesome porn that my lovely wonderful flist keeps giving me, and I STILL haven't seen the Smallville trailer, which I'm told will kill me ten times over in a good way.
Laura made me amazing icons and art for a story I haven't yet written, because she is the coolest blackmailer EVER: Princes of the Universe
HOW ARE YOU GUYS I MISSED YOU. *CRIEZ*