Crisis averted--we called Comcast, had a rep tell us "Well, I've never heard of anything like that before!" and we're getting our internet hooked up on the fifteenth. *dances* Apparently, the mysterious Ingrid lied to get out of actually doing work. We sign the lease and get keys tonight, so I'll take some pictures of the awesome that is the new apartment and throw them up here. We'll probably also move a lot of our more fragile stuff over tonight, so for a while, my new bedroom will be solely inhabited by action figures, plushies, and P.o.P.s. AS IT SHOULD BE.
I need to write a drabble or something before the panel just so I can still say I'm an active fanfic writer. OTL.