Dec 19, 2005 02:49
This blog or whatever it is is created solely in aspiration to be as witty and clever as the great Trubedour LP. Crappy start I know.
My first gripe ever (I'll gripe a lot): minesweeper. Sad, but I got addicted. I'm quite good too. Ok, well, Im decent. But i can't stand how right when you only have one mine left, you end up having to randomly pick because there arent any clues as to which one it is, and you pick wrongly. It's like taking a math test, doing marvelously, and then finding that the last question is "Pick A or B" and it counts for all the credit on the test.
I cant believe I used the term skill required in a paragraph about minesweeper. Maybe I should be taking practice LSATs like my dad keeps on suggesting. Its amazing though, how any option can sound appealing until my father suggests it, and then all of a sudden I dont want to do it. Its like, i call my parents from school all the time, but as soon as they call me I dont really want to talk. I feel like Im about to be interrogated. An interesting test of my devotion- have my father ORDER me to watch TV all day. Id be interested to see how I held up.
So, I get on break, decide to avoid LSATS and anything actually productive, and they start showing reruns. WTF? I think it would make more sense to play the new episodes when everyones home and available to sit and watch hours of television on end!
I swear this is how I ended up enjoying lifetime movies like, "She's too young" and "Pregnant at 15". Those actually exist, too, folks, and I've watched both, the first almost twice. The first one was better, the second one had Kirsten Dunst in it and I swear to GOD she plays the same exact freakin character in every single one of her movies, apparently starting as early as age 15. I've seen a lot of her movies too. Spiderman, Crazy/Beautiful, Pregnant at 15, Bring it On, and other shit. I guess maybe in that vampire movie she probably varied it a little. Shes not even that cute, her hair always looks really greasy.
To explain my music choice- my parents have a cell phone, and yet whenever they leave the house they decide to leave it here. So I am constantly calling my parents cell only to hear it in the next room. They really dont understand the concept. My 93 year old great Aunt gets it better. She bought herself a phone and had me look at it. Damned thing has three instant messaging programs, camera and video capabilities, internet, shopping, the works. I put in everyone she knows in contacts and taught her how to press the down button so she can call. I can just imagine my 93 year old Aunt logging onto the web from her cell phone, googling something about hearing aids or canes. SHE, however, takes it out of the house when she goes somewhere... rather logical Id say.