Networky goodness
Jun. 1st, 2005 09:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bethlakshmiSo... I'm home, waiting for the Plumber, having destroyed my bathroom... yet again.
It was just supposed to be 4 tiles... *4*. One was cracked, one was cracking and then two for aesthetic value. Well... I'm peeling away tile #1, and the one behind it (not in the plan...) just lifts up. Why? Because the plywood it was secured to has totally decayed. It's rotted. So, I pull tiles where the rot is, thinking I can get some plywood and patch... Well... about half the plywood is rotted. And, what do I find underneath? Another floor. I feel like the bear that went over the mountain. The second floor is also tile - yet another round of that horrible ugly tile you had in elementary school when you were a kid.
Well... at this point, I start pulling out plywood. Too much of it is rotted to be worth saving. Then I break a hammer.
After a run through Home Depot, and a frantic call to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
new_man, I have A Plan - get new tiles, stick them to old tiles. First, seal old tiles with silicon goop to prevent leaking (if possible). Great.
So... I proceed to remove the rest of plywood.
Only to notice that my toilet is leaking. Big time.
It's leaking from the tank.
It's no longer fully sealed to the floor.
Yes, this is the same toilet from last month.
I'm done. The rot seems to spread from the toilet as well... it's time for a new toilet.
So... in the midst of the was-once-a-floor debris, I sit in my bathroom and cry. I want a new bathroom. A nice, pretty, sparkly, new bathroom. With no rot. With real plumbing. With a tub an Amazon can sit in and submerse over her bent knees in.
But I don't get that. I make another frantic call tonew_man and finally decide that, yes, it's New Toilet Time.
Plumber comes today.
So... I'm home, waiting for the plumber.
In the midst of me destroying my bathroom,pax_industria came over to hang out while jezebelpussycat does dancing with me. I ask if at some point, he'd be able to network my house with the same neato LinkSys router he has (wired and wireless in one web interface, groovy). He ready to go NOW! He runs to store and has the router configured in *2* hours - by the time dance is done. Sweet.
We hooked up the new roomate after dinner. My house finally has a real network, and multiple computers can be online at once. From anywhere in the house!
I, in all my thinking, managed to mess myself up, though. Saw card, put card in computer, docked computer, and wondered why card not working.
Duh. Because the computer docking station is networked, and it so it has a wired port. Doesn't need to connect by wireless. D'oh.
So... feeling like a genius, I go to work, on my spiffy network, next to my sucky bathroom.
It was just supposed to be 4 tiles... *4*. One was cracked, one was cracking and then two for aesthetic value. Well... I'm peeling away tile #1, and the one behind it (not in the plan...) just lifts up. Why? Because the plywood it was secured to has totally decayed. It's rotted. So, I pull tiles where the rot is, thinking I can get some plywood and patch... Well... about half the plywood is rotted. And, what do I find underneath? Another floor. I feel like the bear that went over the mountain. The second floor is also tile - yet another round of that horrible ugly tile you had in elementary school when you were a kid.
Well... at this point, I start pulling out plywood. Too much of it is rotted to be worth saving. Then I break a hammer.
After a run through Home Depot, and a frantic call to
new_man, I have A Plan - get new tiles, stick them to old tiles. First, seal old tiles with silicon goop to prevent leaking (if possible). Great.So... I proceed to remove the rest of plywood.
Only to notice that my toilet is leaking. Big time.
It's leaking from the tank.
It's no longer fully sealed to the floor.
Yes, this is the same toilet from last month.
I'm done. The rot seems to spread from the toilet as well... it's time for a new toilet.
So... in the midst of the was-once-a-floor debris, I sit in my bathroom and cry. I want a new bathroom. A nice, pretty, sparkly, new bathroom. With no rot. With real plumbing. With a tub an Amazon can sit in and submerse over her bent knees in.
But I don't get that. I make another frantic call to
new_man and finally decide that, yes, it's New Toilet Time.Plumber comes today.
So... I'm home, waiting for the plumber.
In the midst of me destroying my bathroom,
pax_industria came over to hang out while jezebelpussycat does dancing with me. I ask if at some point, he'd be able to network my house with the same neato LinkSys router he has (wired and wireless in one web interface, groovy). He ready to go NOW! He runs to store and has the router configured in *2* hours - by the time dance is done. Sweet.We hooked up the new roomate after dinner. My house finally has a real network, and multiple computers can be online at once. From anywhere in the house!
I, in all my thinking, managed to mess myself up, though. Saw card, put card in computer, docked computer, and wondered why card not working.
Duh. Because the computer docking station is networked, and it so it has a wired port. Doesn't need to connect by wireless. D'oh.
So... feeling like a genius, I go to work, on my spiffy network, next to my sucky bathroom.
