OK Go - You’re So Damn Hot

This is classic, I’m talking to Taggart. He went on a date with some guy, the dude that runs the ersatz gallery that he shows his work at. This is sincerely boring me. BUT OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I got Molly’s monitor today and it SO UBER-SPLENDORIFIC! I have it hooked up now, and I can multitask to beat the band. I love it, I can chat, blog, surf the web, and listen to music all without switching back and forth between windows. I think I’m going to get another of the monitor Molly gave me and then get an uber-huge one for a centerpiece. Having three monitors would just be so fucking cool. I’m so groovin’ to “You’re So Damn Hot,” we were listening to it in RT (radio and television production) I’m not in the class, but the dude lets me hang out. It’s fun. I can’t wait to be in that class and to projects, it will be so amazingly uber-cool. And I”ll have my uber-pimpin’ computer to edit it all on too! Oh, I discovered something depressing today, the computers in the Drift office are SO not up to handling InDesign, it takes like five minutes for the program to start up. And importing a PageMaker file took about twenty minutes (of the program looking like it’d crashed).

Oh, I also got my insurance renewal thing today, it’s so cool! The payment is only like $100 and I have until like August 8th to renew it! So I can buy computer components with this paycheck! Yay. But I may just pay my insurance anyway, it would be really nice to just get the bastard out of my hair. When I get my paycheck I’ll see how many computer components I’d be able to buy. If it’s enough to get my system running, I’ll wait until the end of the month to pay it. I’m discovering the wonder that is ALT+TAB for changing windows instead of using my mouse which I have to reach about a half a foot for.

Talking to Charley and Kieth, I’m kind of bored. Oh, my computer poop is supposed to come Friday, then I’ll be able to send in my mail-in rebate. That will rock. I’m getting my CD burner with the rebate money. It’s going to be something like a 30x burner…it’ll be like “click” (pause of one second) “done” Yay. I’m bitching to Charley about how much the Triplicate sucks. I want to do some cool project for film. I can’t wait until class starts. But I’m going to have to buy all my own books. That will suck enourmous amounts of penis. And not in a good way either. I’m kind of making innuendos at Charley, he’s not biting.

I should just put my wrist braces on and go to sleep. So bored. My mom called today while I was talking with Amanda, I lied that I was going home. I was having a good conversation, something that happens rarely. I talk with my mom almost every day. Amanda and I had a good talk. Oh, Molly’s computer wasn’t working so I took a look at it. At first, it seemed to be a dead video card, but on switching the card with another one it still didn’t work. She was saying how one of her fans wasn’t working, my personal theory is that it just got too hot in there and it burned out her processor. That would explain the lack of beep codes, although I am not exactly sure if the CPU is involved in the beep codes thing. It would kind of make sense though. Central Processing Unit…processes everything, including beep code signals…I’m not sure though.

We worked on this puzzle in the college library for a while. I’m listening to “You’re So Damn Hot” again because Taggart just signed off. He went on a date with this dude from the ersatz gallery…I feel like I’ve blogged this before. I don’t care. Well he went on the date with the gallery dude (who I desparately want to warn about getting his heart broken) and like, Taggart is giving me all this bullshit about him being so “fucked up” from his last girlfriend. HOW FUCKING SAD. He can’t have my cock, so he’s going to suck another one. That’s all it really boils down to. I want to bitch about it to Kieth, but I don’t think he cares. I have discretion. Others don’t. I turn off my music when I roll down my windows. I have the common courtesy to know that not everyone in the world has my taste in music.

Talked to Heather, she was saying some crap that bored me. I seriously don’t remember what she said, except that it had to do with this guy who she’s been breaking up with and getting back together with for EVER. People like that just bore the crap out of me. Many people bore the crap out of me. Oh, I SO need a computer desk. I have my other monitor propped up on the steel frame of my old old old computer from 1995 that has been just parts for years. I’m going to Wal-Mart tomorrow to see about a computer desk. I mean, it’s going to be my crowning glory, I need to have something beautiful to display it on. I am SO not getting one of those stupid particle board pieces of crap. I want one of those glass desks. That would be so cool. I must check them out tomorrow. I need to get the desk before I get the computer, because once I get the computer I will need to bask in its glory and I cannot do that with all these monitors keyboards and the like propped up on stools and computer parts. And I simply MUST move that drafting table. It fits fine into the sceme of my room and is very useful, but it’s just that I need to move it and it is an immovable mass of particleboard. I really want to cut the bottom part in half and put wheels on each half section of it. It would be so much more movable. Ah, I must get wheels and screws at ACE. Well actually the first order of buisiness is to move the badock (an pesudo-Italian word my mom uses to mean big heavy thing) out of here. I think that I’m going to have to enlist the help of my dad, which sucks. Well, I can’t move it alone. I need to take it apart again. Tomorrow.

Let’s see…everyone has signed off that I normally talk to. Lame. I must watch ATHF at 12. Oh, we captured that thing we filmed of everyone talking in the Drift office! It was SO funny. My uber-favorite line was Sammie’s “Here’s my reaction, I’m calling you an anus face.” LMAO. You have to see it to get it. I need to get some blank DVDs. I’m really contemplating getting a refrigeration cooling device for my processor. I could probably overclock it to like 5GHz. Only $600. But I mean, it would be a good investment, any processor I would get after that would get a 2GHz speed boost. But that’s far in the future, I’m just concerned with the here and now and getting it to work. I’m afraid that I’m going to need some compound to stick the heatsink to the processor, which will piss me off. But not too much, it’s not like that is the thing preventing me from starting it up. That reason will be lack of RAM and HD. God, Molly’s computer is dead. I mean dead dead. The fans power on and everything, but like nothing happens. No beep codes, no video. That is like my worst nightmare. Oh well. I really should go into the living room and prepare for ATHF. Oh, I get paid the day before my mobo and processor will arrive! Yay! I’ll be able to get my CD burner and maybe my DVD burner. As much as I tell myself that it won’t take two more paychecks, I think that it will. There’s just too many things like keyboard and mouse that just aren’t in the equation yet. Well, we’ll see once I get paid. The 15th will be the day of glory.

I’m on lunch at work, kind of bored. I read this HILARIOUS letter by this dude claiming that he didn’t “log” these certain parcels on Lake Earl Manor, he simply “cleared” them for building. MY GOD. That’s on a Clinton level. “Did you log the lots?” That depends on what the meaning of “log” is. Lol! I’m glad the letters are rolling in, it gives me something to do. John has started wearing these shiny earrings, they’re kind of distracting. He should wear his hair down. Everybody should. But then again maybe it’s insane hair like mine. I’d so keep mine up if it was that long. I’m eternally envious of people with long hair.

I blowdried mine “straight” (as straight as I can get it) this morning, it looks mediocre. I need to trim the bottom again to even out this mop. Whoops, I have penut butter on the mouse. That’s not good. Wiped it on my pants. I didn’t have breakfast this morning, I just wasn’t hungry. That’s why I’m having such an early lunch. I loaned Amanda The Matrix and Invisible Monsters. I used to be so obsessed with The Matrix when I was Amanda’s age, I went through a period where I watched it every single day after I got home for school for an entire month straight.

I wonder what Sammie thought of the movie I lent her. I haven’t seen her in days, I hope she shows up. Oh! Molly is going to be in the office today. Yay! I should stop dilly-dallying. But all I have to do is the archiving, the FYI, and the Neighbors. Neighbors is going to be a problem because of my MIA Neighbors folder. I told the reporters about it just now and they said to check Mike’s desk and that he goes through all the reporters’ stuff. John said he’s seen Mike at his desk rooting through his notes and such. Very strange. I’m going to finish my nectarine and check Mike’s desk. That creepy ddkims character e-mailed me again today. He wants to “know more about me.” What a creep. I’m going to e-mail him back “Tell me more about you.” Okay, finished my nectarine. Must check Mike’s desk. But I don’t feel like clocking back in and getting to work. Well, at least I’ll get the thing with the old issues on it so I will get working on archiving more quickly. Okay, must go. OMG, Jennifer’s last day is tomorrow! When Mike gets back,it is so going to suck.

Me and Jocelyn have the same birthday! Crazy! So we’re both Scorpios. Strange. Stacey just came in and told us.

> Nine Inch Nails - Into the Void

I was listening to this song on my way to work and I noticed that I was driving at the same clip as this cute guy in a white Escort. I felt like we’d had some kind of intmate sexual moment. Maybe I’ve watched Crash too many times. I’m wearing briefs for the first time in forever and it feels all weird. I feel like I’m wearing a speedo underneath my clothes. Well, must clock in and start on my work.

> Marilyn Manson - Dried Up, Tied Up, and Dead to the World
> Elastica - See That Animal

I had a major sugar craving tonight, I ate around ten sugar cubes, around four pieces of toast, a bagel, and a nectarine. I’m so going to the store tomorrow and getting pans so I can make my devil’s food cake. My hair has really been bothering me, so it’s in a ponytail thing on my head. Watched Futurama and Family Guy, they were fun. I excercised more than usual today, I jogged/ran to the bend in the road (a sizable achievement), and I did some push-ups, not to mention the normal rope-climbing ritual. I could barely get up it today. I guess if I don’t do it every day the muscles don’t like, rebuild or something. I’m trying to set up my Outlook e-mail on the computer in my room, I can’t remember the POP server address. I know I don’t have any e-mail. Well, Molly might have e-mailed me. I so didn’t have the stamina to e-mail Kelly. Tomorrow.

My dad said a few days ago to vacuum the house and I just haven’t done it. If I don’t I know he’ll nut up and get all pissy. I must do it tomorrow morning. I guessed on the POP settings. Let’s see if it works. Nope. Damn it, I have to logon to Tripod to get my info. Smegma breath. I was reading my old blog entries around the time of Taggart, they were profoundly depressing. It’s true:

“The person you love and the person who loves you are never ever the same person.”
–Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters

I know I spelled his name wrong, but I don’t care. God I’m bored. Mom wasn’t doing too much today. Autumn is pissed at Amanda for some puerile reason, and I just can’t help but find the situation too hackneyed to bother pondering. Random quote:

Brain: “Are you pondering what I’m pondering?”
Pinky: “I think so, Brain, but that would mean that I know what pondering is. Narf!”

I think I’m going to start saying “narf.” It would inordinately entertain me. Oh god, Daniela called me today. I don’t know if I already said that. But like, it was weird. She signed on aol instant messenger but I blocked her. Time before last that I talked to her online she ranted for like twenty minutes about her dysfunctional family. Honey, no. Everyone has a dysfunctional family. You are not special. And my wrists hurt when I IM, so don’t cover me in blather. Hm. Turns out I did have the right settings for that e-mail account. It just doesn’t feel like working. I think it has something to do with my weird firewall software. It was damaged and got weird when I installed WinXP a while ago. It has this neat feature called Internet Access Control which is now somehow still active although the firewall program’s main interface isn’t running. Oh well. My wrists are killing me. Let’s see…anything else to report? Morbidly obsessed with Taggart still…yep, covered that. I think we’re home free. More later.