I just watched this movie called Monster with Charleze Theron and Christina Ricci…it was SO moving. I never thought I could get so into a character that couldn’t be more different than me. It was amazing. Five stars.
Then I was watching A Nightmare On Elm Street, and Johnny Depp is SO FREAKING HOT! He must have been like 17 or 18 when it was filmed. De-freaking-licious. But anyway…I’m very annoyed that I had to come back into my room to blog this. I can’t wait to get my laptop.
> Iggy Pop - Nightclubbing
I guess I’m depressed or something. I’m simply existing. How revolting. I just read the first fifty pages of A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genious. I should check my e-mail. I e-mailed that dude from work about the website. I need him to change the hosting service, the other one sucks balls. Nope. Nothing. I’m so fucking bored. I could go to Wal-Mart and buy something…
Nah. I need to spend my money on my new computer so I can be überlethargic and blog from my bed. I’m so fucking bored. And so tired of this place. I’m going to be here forever. I was checking out the transfer requirements and I’m going to have to be here for a hell of a long time. I need 60 credits. Currently I only have thirty or so. So another two years? My dad isn’t going to spring for that. Hell no.
He made me do the dishes tonight. That really fucking pissed me off, but I just listened to some music on my mp3 player and indulged in violent revenge fantasies.
One word: cockroaches.
I don’t think he’d really mind too much though. He’s retiring this year. He’s almost sixty, if he isn’t sixty yet. My parents are old. I need to finish college. I need to get a real job. At least it was sunny today, though. I went outside and lounged in the shade while I talked to my mom on the phone. I also pet my cats Lucky and Sukiaki. And I pet the dog a bit too. I guess this is the world that Ballard envisions, a billion people with part-time jobs and nothing to do staring into the oblivion and ennui of the twenty-first century. I guess that’s why I’m so big into all this technology shit. The rosy outlook of companies like Google and Apple, so deeply ingrained into the priveleged society of exclusive 4-year schools and summer homes in New Zealand. I’m an outsider to this whole world of terrabyte databases, gigabit networks and beautiful young people with incredible minds to match.
I’m the lower class in a society that pretends to not have classes. I won’t be friends with the beautiful, intelligent programmers, graphic designers, and artists I see in my fantasies. I’ll be serving them coffee at Starbucks. Goddamn life is depressing.
I love how I learn something in a class and then I’m reading a blog and they make a reference to it! Thinks like “crossing the Rubicon” and “Methinks thou doth protest too much.” Today it was something I learned in Economics, “sunk costs” from the weblog of Nat Friedman.
“I had to put the book down for a few days after that, but picked it back up in the end because the sunk costs were so high, I couldn’t bear not finishing it.”
I love being smart!
I just found a firewire Dolby Digital 5.1 thingy! I can’t wait to get a laptop.
5.1 orgasmicness!
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
I just found a part of Apple’s website where you can get an educational discount! The PowerBook I want is now only $1500!!!!!! Holy freaking crap that is cool. Off to eBay to lower my price. W00t!!!!! I can’t wait to enter the age of the Mac.
