Keepin' it in perspective.
Jun. 26th, 2008 06:43 pmI just gotta remember -- next week is the San Francisco trip (yay!), and then on July 12th it's fucking FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS. YYESSSS. If my mom didn't lose the tickets, that is... I know I gave them to her because I lose stuff all the time, so I figured they'd be safer in her hands. Let's hope I'm not proven wrong, or I will be so mad the world will explode. I'm not kidding. You do not want to see my wrath. EVER.
I was going to write tonight, but there's a George Carlin marathon on HBO in about an hour, so obviously I must watch it.
I was going to write tonight, but there's a George Carlin marathon on HBO in about an hour, so obviously I must watch it.
Fabulous news, everyone!
Jun. 21st, 2008 11:21 pmGuess what? My computer now takes half an hour to boot up! Then, when it's finally done booting up and connecting to the Internet, the pages won't load! The icon for the Internet in the taskbar has mysteriously disappeared for no reason, and not only that, but the computer is shutting off even more than it normally does, so I have to put up with this bullshit every couple of hours! Isn't this wonderful, everyone? I'm using my parents' computer now because mine just would not boot up! It kept making these delightful snap, crackle, pop noises. How charming! Oh, how I will miss it when I smash it to smithereens after I acquire a new laptop! I will miss the way it crashed all of my programs, the way the screen would go black and force me to turn the computer off manually, the way it deliberately antagonized me and made me throw things! Oh, the tears and beatings we've had.
I seriously think this will be the Summer of Insanity. Between my computer freaking out and dying completely, the endless hours of endlessly putting things away on shelves, and the sitting around and wishing my life was better and that I wasn't such a fucking coward, while also being fucking terrified of what's going to happen to me once I leave, this is shaping up to be a mind-destroying summer indeed! Friends, when I come back to the East Coast, don't be surprised to find me sucking on my thumb, rocking back and forth in a fetal position, muttering nonsense under my breath as I stare vacantly into space. You now know the reason.
I seriously think this will be the Summer of Insanity. Between my computer freaking out and dying completely, the endless hours of endlessly putting things away on shelves, and the sitting around and wishing my life was better and that I wasn't such a fucking coward, while also being fucking terrified of what's going to happen to me once I leave, this is shaping up to be a mind-destroying summer indeed! Friends, when I come back to the East Coast, don't be surprised to find me sucking on my thumb, rocking back and forth in a fetal position, muttering nonsense under my breath as I stare vacantly into space. You now know the reason.