Thank God for Technological Advancement
And thanks to George Lucas for taking a break from being a dickweed to release the classic theatrical versions of the original Star Wars trilogy on DVD. You know, everyone bitched and moaned that Lucas had used some crap copy of the films, claiming that he had destroyed the original footage, and that, as a result, the quality of the films was nor so good. Well, it's not exactly BluRay quality, but I see nothing to complain about. I, for one, am pleased with my investment. More importantly, George Lucas wins at least a partial pardon.
Like I said, I'm grateful for how far technology has come, even since I was a kid. For Christmas, my mom gave my dad a new power inverter for his truck. He had one, but he bought it at Bed Bath and Beyond for really cheap and it had a habit of cutting out quite a bit, especially when paired with powerful devices like my laptop. I've been running this new one for maybe six hours now and it hasn't cut out once. It's made this drive decidedly more pleasant, as I've been able to spend the majority of it watching films or catching up on my writing without my laptop dying on me. I've got Star Wars running on a quarter of my screen, and WordPad running in another quarter. Life is good.
As for my Christmas haul, (since I know some of you have been asking), I mainly brought in a few CDs and DVDs. My mother also bought me The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess, but she got me the Wii version, (as per my request, not a mistake), so as of now, as you might have already guessed, I have nothing with which to play it. (Yes, Aaron, I know you have a Wii, I know you've already beaten the game, and I know you well enough to know you're seriously thinking about rubbing the fact in my face, but keep in mind that if you do, I will personally rip out your uvula and feed it to my demon hamster.) Still, as my big Christmas present, my parents have generously donated the funds for a Wii once I find one available. I've gone from store to store asking about it, and I've gotten every response from "It'll be months before you'll be able to get one" to "You'll have it within a couple of weeks." The general consensus, though, is that Target has been getting them in every week or two, and so my new plan is to train myself to wake up at 7 AM every morning and stop by Target at opening until I can get my hands on one. Hopefully I'll manage before I go back down south. I'll keep you all updated.
The thing that gripes me about the whole deal is that no one could have predicted this kind of success. As long as I can remember, I've been made fun of for being a "Nintendo girl" and not a real gamer. Nintendo has gotten a bad rap for its faulty controllers and its choice of games the like of Super Mario Bros. over more intense, more popular games like Grand Theft Auto. When news of the Wii was released, friends teased me for being more excited about it than the PS3 or the X-Box 360. How could I have known that it would turn into a huge sensation and suddenly be impossible to get?
Still, as much as the whole Wii situation irritates me, it's the least of my worries at the moment. I was hoping that, since I'm on vacation, I would have some time to chill out and not worry about anything. Unfortunately, there are far too many pressing matters plaguing my mind. I still have no place to live when I get back to the OC and it looks like I might have to live in the dorms again. Unfortunately, even that might be impossible, since I was supposed to have a housing form in a long time ago. I would have, had I not been positive I had another deal going. I'm deep in credit card debt, and I'm having a hard time convincing my parents to let me have the car when I get back home. They say I can have it when I get a job. The trouble is, it's going to have a hard time finding a job without a car. Our house still isn't finished, I'm lonely, I'm depressed and, (pardon the frankness), I need a man, and in more than one way.
Coming back from three months in Scotland seems to have put my life in rather harsh perspective. I never had a bad life, but it seems just a bit more dull now that I've been someplace new and exciting. I'm tired, I'm bored and I miss the friends that I made. I also discovered upon arriving in Seattle that I seem to have gained weight. Apparently it's quite normal, but it's still disturbing. I thought I noticed my face getting a little chubbier, but I didn't think much of it because of the amount of walking and exercising I was doing in Glasgow. Unfortunately, I'm heavier than I've ever been. It's a double whammy, considering the fact that I was scarred with this foolish idea that I am incapable of being loved, and so I've busted my ass trying to figure out what it is that will make me more appealing. A lot of the push-ups and crunches and Thriller dancing that I've been doing has been to get thin so that I won't be such a loser with the menfolks. Too bad it hasn't done any good so far.
Oh well, maybe now that I'm back it will get better. I've been eating a lot of salad lately, let's hope that helps. Salads are delicious. For all of you out there who read this, please hope and pray that I manage to survive the next month or so. I think, if I've managed to live through the past nearly twenty-one years, I can pull this off. I've been in some pretty tight situations before. HARDCORE!
UPDATE: Well, I'm home now, and it turns out that my demon hamster died while I was away. (Doesn't mean you're off the hook if you brag at me, Aaron. I'll find something to do with that uvula of yours.) I always hated that thing, so I'm not really that upset about it...I guess I'm more upset about how little I care than I am about the actual death of the hamster. Plus, it's upsetting to think I don't have any pets left and I'll have to befriend my parents' crazy horses who run from me and/or sneeze on me all the time, or at least until I get down south and can get a new kitten. And also, I feel kind of bad for Wendy...she wrote me an apology about it and stuff. It can't be fun to have that happen when you're taking care of someone's pets.
RANDOM THOUGHT OF THE DAY: (Ought to start these up again) What the hell is a Grand Moff?
Like I said, I'm grateful for how far technology has come, even since I was a kid. For Christmas, my mom gave my dad a new power inverter for his truck. He had one, but he bought it at Bed Bath and Beyond for really cheap and it had a habit of cutting out quite a bit, especially when paired with powerful devices like my laptop. I've been running this new one for maybe six hours now and it hasn't cut out once. It's made this drive decidedly more pleasant, as I've been able to spend the majority of it watching films or catching up on my writing without my laptop dying on me. I've got Star Wars running on a quarter of my screen, and WordPad running in another quarter. Life is good.
As for my Christmas haul, (since I know some of you have been asking), I mainly brought in a few CDs and DVDs. My mother also bought me The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess, but she got me the Wii version, (as per my request, not a mistake), so as of now, as you might have already guessed, I have nothing with which to play it. (Yes, Aaron, I know you have a Wii, I know you've already beaten the game, and I know you well enough to know you're seriously thinking about rubbing the fact in my face, but keep in mind that if you do, I will personally rip out your uvula and feed it to my demon hamster.) Still, as my big Christmas present, my parents have generously donated the funds for a Wii once I find one available. I've gone from store to store asking about it, and I've gotten every response from "It'll be months before you'll be able to get one" to "You'll have it within a couple of weeks." The general consensus, though, is that Target has been getting them in every week or two, and so my new plan is to train myself to wake up at 7 AM every morning and stop by Target at opening until I can get my hands on one. Hopefully I'll manage before I go back down south. I'll keep you all updated.
The thing that gripes me about the whole deal is that no one could have predicted this kind of success. As long as I can remember, I've been made fun of for being a "Nintendo girl" and not a real gamer. Nintendo has gotten a bad rap for its faulty controllers and its choice of games the like of Super Mario Bros. over more intense, more popular games like Grand Theft Auto. When news of the Wii was released, friends teased me for being more excited about it than the PS3 or the X-Box 360. How could I have known that it would turn into a huge sensation and suddenly be impossible to get?
Still, as much as the whole Wii situation irritates me, it's the least of my worries at the moment. I was hoping that, since I'm on vacation, I would have some time to chill out and not worry about anything. Unfortunately, there are far too many pressing matters plaguing my mind. I still have no place to live when I get back to the OC and it looks like I might have to live in the dorms again. Unfortunately, even that might be impossible, since I was supposed to have a housing form in a long time ago. I would have, had I not been positive I had another deal going. I'm deep in credit card debt, and I'm having a hard time convincing my parents to let me have the car when I get back home. They say I can have it when I get a job. The trouble is, it's going to have a hard time finding a job without a car. Our house still isn't finished, I'm lonely, I'm depressed and, (pardon the frankness), I need a man, and in more than one way.
Coming back from three months in Scotland seems to have put my life in rather harsh perspective. I never had a bad life, but it seems just a bit more dull now that I've been someplace new and exciting. I'm tired, I'm bored and I miss the friends that I made. I also discovered upon arriving in Seattle that I seem to have gained weight. Apparently it's quite normal, but it's still disturbing. I thought I noticed my face getting a little chubbier, but I didn't think much of it because of the amount of walking and exercising I was doing in Glasgow. Unfortunately, I'm heavier than I've ever been. It's a double whammy, considering the fact that I was scarred with this foolish idea that I am incapable of being loved, and so I've busted my ass trying to figure out what it is that will make me more appealing. A lot of the push-ups and crunches and Thriller dancing that I've been doing has been to get thin so that I won't be such a loser with the menfolks. Too bad it hasn't done any good so far.
Oh well, maybe now that I'm back it will get better. I've been eating a lot of salad lately, let's hope that helps. Salads are delicious. For all of you out there who read this, please hope and pray that I manage to survive the next month or so. I think, if I've managed to live through the past nearly twenty-one years, I can pull this off. I've been in some pretty tight situations before. HARDCORE!
UPDATE: Well, I'm home now, and it turns out that my demon hamster died while I was away. (Doesn't mean you're off the hook if you brag at me, Aaron. I'll find something to do with that uvula of yours.) I always hated that thing, so I'm not really that upset about it...I guess I'm more upset about how little I care than I am about the actual death of the hamster. Plus, it's upsetting to think I don't have any pets left and I'll have to befriend my parents' crazy horses who run from me and/or sneeze on me all the time, or at least until I get down south and can get a new kitten. And also, I feel kind of bad for Wendy...she wrote me an apology about it and stuff. It can't be fun to have that happen when you're taking care of someone's pets.
RANDOM THOUGHT OF THE DAY: (Ought to start these up again) What the hell is a Grand Moff?