Turns out I'm not the mild-mannered Pisces I thought me to be, but a bad ass Scorpio Ascendant. Yep, I'm in the elite group of serial killers and titans of industry causing you to cower under the covers at night. I've suspected it all along. It's why poaching the library's wi-ft feels like a birthright.
Shouldn't all my badassness ensure my getting the wi-fi I'm paying for? Apparently, not, Day 10 of no wi-fi at home.
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