I should be typing this blog entry from the comfort of my bed. I should be enjoying the fact that my room is now wired… connected to my home network. I should be congratulating myself for threading roughly 50 meters of cable from my room all the way to my network hub.

I should be, but I’m not.

This morning, after hanging out outside my window, my brother’s window, my roof, and outside my study, I finally got a wire running from the study to my room. This wire was supposed to give me internet access, but it didn’t. My guess is somewhere along the way, one of the 8 little wires inside the cable snapped, effectively cutting my connection. So much for being wired.

I wanted to get WiFi, but my room is pretty far from the study where my hub is… at least 30 feet away. This puts it out of the range of the standard WAP router.

I decided to go the wired route… but this hasn’t worked out either.

I need to figure this out… but right now, I’m obviously just whining.