Mar 29, 2005 23:16
Man, I miss the Internet.
Wednesday I went and got my PSP. I went at about 8 in the morning, on a school day, but I had a legitimate excuse. I had to go get some antibiotics from Uncle Ronnie's office. And get some stuff for my dad from the grocery. But other than that, I just wanted to get it. The only people at the mall that early were some dudes breaking some tile around the escalator and then a bunch of old people jogging. Yes, there were a bunch of senior citizens walking around the mall in workout clothes. The things we miss while we're in school.
Let me sum up the PSP in a sentence: This is the future of entertainment.
Maybe not THIS device, but this has created a new field that the iPod can't fill (and now must scramble to try and match). Games are the main function of the thing, but in the end the music, movies, and photos make this something I can carry around with me to break boredom whenever it rears its ugly head. And not only that, the thing is almost sexy in its styling. I can take it out in public without fearing a giant GEEK stamp on my forehead. Everyone that saw it on Thursday said, in several variants, "Wow, what is that? Can I see?" Even ole boy Joel was kinda jealous. And not only that, but I can't put it down. I bought 2 of the over 15 launch games and I love them. Both are quirky, but very fun.
At dad's right now in Trinidad, been skiing since Saturday (didn't get here until Friday night). Ride up was nice. PSP is awesome. I watched Spider Man 2 on it, and played Luminies and MGAcid most of the way up. I actually read a book I bought in Washington, In the Company of Soldiers, for a few hours. It's a great read. The car (2004 Yukon) I rode up (and will be riding back in) is PIMP. XM radio, DVD player, blah blah blah. On the way back, I want to watch a few DVDs. AND, in case you think I'm rude for not offering to drive or talking to the dude that is driving, know this: A.) I can't drive the car, it has commercial insurance which means you have to be 21+ to drive. B.) He's deaf, well, legally deaf, so talking to him isn't exactly easy. And he knows it. He basically discourages conversation, or at least most times when I tried to start it.
Yeah so I'm going to be back in town for Saturday. Dad has to work a lot, but I'm going to go out with him to the field at some point tommorrow. He bought me a new North Face shell on sale over the weekend, and it's really cool- orange and grey- but he made me get a large. It's massive. He said that I'm still growing, and then the stupid guy at the store said that that's the size I should get. I look like a freaking dwarf in it. But it has a removable jacket on the inside that's too big as well but looks cool (and is orange).
This entry is so long, you can smell the boredom. Pitch Black is on- Vin Diesel's the man.