The modem was hooked up, but the darned thing still wouldn’t run. It made no sense and it was ticking her off something fierce. The chat meeting had begun already and she was late, but there was nothing she could do about it. The other members of the Get Yourself Together Gang would have to get themselves together without her.
I despair when it refuses to work. It’s crazy, how such a little thing can get me so worked up. I pace, I rant, all because I want to see if you’ve contacted me in any way. It seems so pathetic putting it that way.
They shouldn’t call it the pond. It seems like a much bigger distance than that.
I hate modems. Well, no, I don’t. But honestly every electronic device that has ever been created and manifested on this planet somehow has this incredible self-issued grudge against me. Nothing ever works for me. Everything breaks down so incredibly quickly it’s like I have some sort of virus on my person. Even my laptop will betray me in my times of need… and especially that modem…
Its a some thing that make us crazy in 90-s but we couldn’t get without it a lot of years. Now its just a history tool. sounds like modern. If you write in other way it sounds like medow.
i don’t even really know what a modem is. I know it has to do with my computer but realistically I always just nod and pretend to know what they’re talking about when these computer tech people mention the modem and all that the modem relates to when really, I have no idea what on earth they are discussing. I just nod my head and smile and spout out what they’ve already said, as though I knew it myself and thought of it and completely agree with them. Maybe I should wikipedia it.
“Hang on Kate give me 60 seconds!” I said and quickly typed in oneword.com
“You’re such a nerd!” she sighed as I looked at the word.
“Modem,” I muttered, and tried thinking of something to write with little luck.
I smacked the computer modem, though with little help the stupid computer was still frozen, like I didn’t have anything better to do the try and fix this out dated peace of crap.
i kicked the modem back under the desk. Frustratedly, I hit the keys on my laptop. What on Earth is going on? This is the 3rd modem I have bought this year and it’s not working either!! I could phone the Help Desk, but I would rather speak to someone in my own country, someone whose accent I can understand.
my modem acted up again today. its such a bother. some days i just want to chuck it in the bin or better yet chuck it against the wall. I’m sure that would make me feel a lot better.
the modem here is so slow. i wish it would speed up. to save me time. all that time that i’m going to waste anyway. i should just let the modem relax. my time is already wasted on me. it should not be wasted on anyone else.
We keep trying to get better, to go farther, to accomplish things faster. It’s all about the now now now, and as we speed ahead, we don’t realize what we’ve left behind.
it’s is a device that you use with a certain provider to have an internet connection. i have one, it is telkomsel flash. but the connection is very slowly.
The modem beeped and flashed for the tenth time that night, I was waiting impatiently for a chance to talk to him. Finally it connects and I eagerly open the internet, met with the bitter taste in my mouth when he still hasn’t replied.
The modem is an invention of the modern times that has caused a great revolution in the amount of knowledge that humans are able to share with one another. I imagine that in the future, it will be thought of as one of the great inventions that has shaped history.
I once had a modem. It was great, but then it stopped working, so I threw it out the window. It fell a full 5 stories and hit a car. That was my friends car. I didn’t know what to do, so I ran away. I ran away to another state.
I don’t really know much about this word. I know that modems are some sort of technology used for transmitting information, and they’re probably very important. I’m sure I use one everyday though watching tv…who knows. I don’t.
the stupid internet modem.
it’s ironic this is the prompt-
i just had a problem loading this very page
because of my inconsistent internet
i hate rebooting
the system all the time,
it’s so annoying
my internet modem is too slow
and i want a new one.
I was talking to dylan about how my modem wasn’t working properly or something and thats why I couldn’t skype with him but he didn’t seem to get it. I’m sorry we’re three thousand miles apart right now. I can’t help that my family lives in Europe. And isn’t absence supposed to make our hearts stronger? I didn’t even know they had macs in Romania. Plus, I look a hot mess. Thanks, modem.
What the fuck is a modem? Isn’t it something for like a computer? Like the hard drive or something similar? I think it is… no hold on, isn’t it the thing required to get the internet? And whenever it goes down you have to unplug and plug back in the wires on the modem! That’s what it is. They’re annoying but so damn useful. Yeah, I have a modem. That’s how I’m wri
i wish that my internet modem ran faster. how does it run? it’s not like it is running with feet or appendages. it just goes. where is it going?
i wish it would run faster.
is like exercise where the more you run the faster you become?
from what i understand of a modem it is the little black box that controls our internet. and there’s flashing lights on it. i’m assuming the lights are trying to tell me things, but i don’t understand. i just know that a modem monitors my internet.
My brother and I built a modem once for the computer he gave me. It was one of the nicest things we had ever done together. He started the project with me after my dad was exceptionally brutal one evening. It was a wonderful get away from that life. I nice change of pace.
I haven’t a clue. I’ve been forced to stop. the disease made me dull. It made me crave human attention. I’ve become shallow and I continue on that way.
My processing power isn’t at full capacity right now, because I’ve just had a reboot, but I’m still itching to go and let information and a wealth of knowledge surge through me.
But it’ll take some work. That doesn’t mean you stop trying or let a simple time lapse keep you out of the race for good.
I think.
Modem. Really? Of all the words, the word I have to work with is something with no soul, no mind, no passion, no beauty? Functionality, yes. Importance, yes? But no. I refuse. Deuces.
“Goddamn this dial-up internet… you don’t have anything faster around here?”
“No sir. All we got.”
“Just… fuck it, alright.” I stare at the little white modem and sigh. I’m never going to get anything done on this farm. The scathing noise from the hard drive plays as we connect to the internet. Is this 2012, or 1999? I sigh loudly.
I don’t really understand what a modem is but it makes me think of the word modern. Everything is mainstreamed modernized, nothing is new. everything is old. i should just die, with only what is left on my modem to remember me by. dead.
The modem blinked furiously as the man’s fingers rattled the keyboard in front of him. Just keep tapping, he reminded himself, if you want to live. The lights flashed in a crescendo before stopping, and he could feel the back of his neck become damp with fear.
I don’t know what a modem really does. It sounds computery but I was always more of a writer. Which is funny because most of my existence is spent typing on a computer. I guess I should have taken after my stepdad. I just could never handle all of those long hours up at the kitchen table with a white board and a mouse.
A modem connects us to the world beyond our selves. We get to meet others. Learn about worlds and people that we otherwise wouldn’t meet. This invention has connected billions in ways that no one could ever have anticipated or expected.
modem is a device which converts analog signals in to digital signal and vice versa, you can find a modem on a computer which uses telephonic internet which is called a dial up connection.
Modem. Computer. The thoughts of the internet the lives of people. Some try to hide some, stay in the light. It’s there forever if you like it or not. All it took was this modem.
The modem was hooked up, but the darned thing still wouldn’t run. It made no sense and it was ticking her off something fierce. The chat meeting had begun already and she was late, but there was nothing she could do about it. The other members of the Get Yourself Together Gang would have to get themselves together without her.
My phone is my modem, my entertainment, my camera, my protection, my connection. My phone has saved my life.
I despair when it refuses to work. It’s crazy, how such a little thing can get me so worked up. I pace, I rant, all because I want to see if you’ve contacted me in any way. It seems so pathetic putting it that way.
They shouldn’t call it the pond. It seems like a much bigger distance than that.
I hate modems. Well, no, I don’t. But honestly every electronic device that has ever been created and manifested on this planet somehow has this incredible self-issued grudge against me. Nothing ever works for me. Everything breaks down so incredibly quickly it’s like I have some sort of virus on my person. Even my laptop will betray me in my times of need… and especially that modem…
Its a some thing that make us crazy in 90-s but we couldn’t get without it a lot of years. Now its just a history tool. sounds like modern. If you write in other way it sounds like medow.
i don’t even really know what a modem is. I know it has to do with my computer but realistically I always just nod and pretend to know what they’re talking about when these computer tech people mention the modem and all that the modem relates to when really, I have no idea what on earth they are discussing. I just nod my head and smile and spout out what they’ve already said, as though I knew it myself and thought of it and completely agree with them. Maybe I should wikipedia it.
“Hang on Kate give me 60 seconds!” I said and quickly typed in oneword.com
“You’re such a nerd!” she sighed as I looked at the word.
“Modem,” I muttered, and tried thinking of something to write with little luck.
I smacked the computer modem, though with little help the stupid computer was still frozen, like I didn’t have anything better to do the try and fix this out dated peace of crap.
i kicked the modem back under the desk. Frustratedly, I hit the keys on my laptop. What on Earth is going on? This is the 3rd modem I have bought this year and it’s not working either!! I could phone the Help Desk, but I would rather speak to someone in my own country, someone whose accent I can understand.
my modem acted up again today. its such a bother. some days i just want to chuck it in the bin or better yet chuck it against the wall. I’m sure that would make me feel a lot better.
the modem here is so slow. i wish it would speed up. to save me time. all that time that i’m going to waste anyway. i should just let the modem relax. my time is already wasted on me. it should not be wasted on anyone else.
2012, amazing, new things, fashion, technology, advance. Old generations do not get it, only teenagers get it and love it.
We keep trying to get better, to go farther, to accomplish things faster. It’s all about the now now now, and as we speed ahead, we don’t realize what we’ve left behind.
it’s is a device that you use with a certain provider to have an internet connection. i have one, it is telkomsel flash. but the connection is very slowly.
The modem beeped and flashed for the tenth time that night, I was waiting impatiently for a chance to talk to him. Finally it connects and I eagerly open the internet, met with the bitter taste in my mouth when he still hasn’t replied.
The modem is an invention of the modern times that has caused a great revolution in the amount of knowledge that humans are able to share with one another. I imagine that in the future, it will be thought of as one of the great inventions that has shaped history.
I once had a modem. It was great, but then it stopped working, so I threw it out the window. It fell a full 5 stories and hit a car. That was my friends car. I didn’t know what to do, so I ran away. I ran away to another state.
computer
hard ware
soft ware
mouse
drive
screen
keyboard
enter
delete
I don’t really know much about this word. I know that modems are some sort of technology used for transmitting information, and they’re probably very important. I’m sure I use one everyday though watching tv…who knows. I don’t.
the stupid internet modem.
it’s ironic this is the prompt-
i just had a problem loading this very page
because of my inconsistent internet
i hate rebooting
the system all the time,
it’s so annoying
my internet modem is too slow
and i want a new one.
I was talking to dylan about how my modem wasn’t working properly or something and thats why I couldn’t skype with him but he didn’t seem to get it. I’m sorry we’re three thousand miles apart right now. I can’t help that my family lives in Europe. And isn’t absence supposed to make our hearts stronger? I didn’t even know they had macs in Romania. Plus, I look a hot mess. Thanks, modem.
oh wow um i don’t know what this word means hELP
What the fuck is a modem? Isn’t it something for like a computer? Like the hard drive or something similar? I think it is… no hold on, isn’t it the thing required to get the internet? And whenever it goes down you have to unplug and plug back in the wires on the modem! That’s what it is. They’re annoying but so damn useful. Yeah, I have a modem. That’s how I’m wri
i wish that my internet modem ran faster. how does it run? it’s not like it is running with feet or appendages. it just goes. where is it going?
i wish it would run faster.
is like exercise where the more you run the faster you become?
from what i understand of a modem it is the little black box that controls our internet. and there’s flashing lights on it. i’m assuming the lights are trying to tell me things, but i don’t understand. i just know that a modem monitors my internet.
modem is a device which makes me connect to the rest of the world via internet, thereofre it is so important for me.
My brother and I built a modem once for the computer he gave me. It was one of the nicest things we had ever done together. He started the project with me after my dad was exceptionally brutal one evening. It was a wonderful get away from that life. I nice change of pace.
I haven’t a clue. I’ve been forced to stop. the disease made me dull. It made me crave human attention. I’ve become shallow and I continue on that way.
My processing power isn’t at full capacity right now, because I’ve just had a reboot, but I’m still itching to go and let information and a wealth of knowledge surge through me.
But it’ll take some work. That doesn’t mean you stop trying or let a simple time lapse keep you out of the race for good.
I think.
quite honestly, i have not been made aware of the true defitnition of this expressive word.
Oddly enough my modem is working right now, allowing me to type this. It’s been a real jerk lately.
Modem. Really? Of all the words, the word I have to work with is something with no soul, no mind, no passion, no beauty? Functionality, yes. Importance, yes? But no. I refuse. Deuces.
“Goddamn this dial-up internet… you don’t have anything faster around here?”
“No sir. All we got.”
“Just… fuck it, alright.” I stare at the little white modem and sigh. I’m never going to get anything done on this farm. The scathing noise from the hard drive plays as we connect to the internet. Is this 2012, or 1999? I sigh loudly.
Dial up. Squealing, scathing sounds. Two hours max on my BBS. Do they still make modems? Am I a luddite for wondering that?
I don’t really understand what a modem is but it makes me think of the word modern. Everything is mainstreamed modernized, nothing is new. everything is old. i should just die, with only what is left on my modem to remember me by. dead.
The modem blinked furiously as the man’s fingers rattled the keyboard in front of him. Just keep tapping, he reminded himself, if you want to live. The lights flashed in a crescendo before stopping, and he could feel the back of his neck become damp with fear.
I don’t know what a modem really does. It sounds computery but I was always more of a writer. Which is funny because most of my existence is spent typing on a computer. I guess I should have taken after my stepdad. I just could never handle all of those long hours up at the kitchen table with a white board and a mouse.
i don’t know what this word means… i think of modern… i don’t know what to say about it…sifehhwkhshksjhfjkshdfjsdjfhskfkwfk
A modem connects us to the world beyond our selves. We get to meet others. Learn about worlds and people that we otherwise wouldn’t meet. This invention has connected billions in ways that no one could ever have anticipated or expected.
modem is a device which converts analog signals in to digital signal and vice versa, you can find a modem on a computer which uses telephonic internet which is called a dial up connection.
Modem. Computer. The thoughts of the internet the lives of people. Some try to hide some, stay in the light. It’s there forever if you like it or not. All it took was this modem.