got the internet back

It was the router. It needed to be turned off and then on again. The refresh button did not help. But now I have the internet again, so I can pose to you this stupid question:

Or maybe it isn't a question. Anyway, there is something I don't understand why this thing happens: why am I addicted to reading fanfiction meta when I don't ordinarily enjoy reading fanfiction? Please to understand, I don't fail to enjoy fanfiction because of thinking poorly of it. Ordinarily, it's no bog thing, I just don't get into a thing that has a name in it that came from somewhere else: it jolts the suspension of disbelief. Or something. I don't know. I do know that when fanfiction does work for me it's usually from a fandom I know nothing nothing whatever of. But the point isn't what I don't usually enjoy reading, it's what always suckers me in: writing about fanfiction. What the hell?

On another front, I stayed home sickish today and spent hours on googletalk with Frank learning about military organization and technology spanning late 18th-early 20th century ( the long span is because of the Law of Uneven Development).

While we were discussing early wireless telegraphy on the battlefield I realized I could be accused of a steampunk something or other, but I don't have that in mind. I think it's not really steampunk without the science fiction flavor, and this is more like magic realism. With a wild pig.