Daily Archives: August 25, 2007

girl…you can get a ride home 0

I’m over at Terry’s new place on 27th downtown watching Margaret Cho while he takes a shower.

I love Margaret Cho’s impression of straight girls.

We’re going to go to the HorseCow party and hang out with Christen :)

I actually got the RAM put into my new computer, I had to get this special screwdriver and fuck with it for about a half-hour. So it totally works, although my Mac Mini only recognizes one of the modules I put in. I don’t really care though, I’ll open it and jiggle everything around later.

I called T-Mobile and they will not give me a new phone or even try to fix it. So I got angry and ripped the damn faceplate off. I can actually type on it better now, and it’s all black without the aluminum faceplate.

I’m so not wanting to start school on Monday…my vacation will be over. Aww.

But I’ll be all busy and such and it’ll feel good. I just can’t like believe Terry exists. He is so perfect! Every relationship has a honeymoon phase, and I’m really enjoying being with him. Maybe it’s not just a honeymoon phase, I dunno.

I just like him so much and he doesn’t seem like…well…cagey and insane, like most of the other people I’ve dated. Every time I see him it’s just this rush of “zomg he’s really real and omg we’re dating zomg!

And um, yes, he is ridicluously hawt. In like, all ways.

He is so amazing, I love his outfit, he just got out of the shower. We’re going to go to HC now. Yay!

Categories: Ennui

Published:
August 25, 2007 – 7:39 pm
Author:
By A.

nunca. 0

Okay, it’s official. I will never sleep again.

I’m all snuggled up on my bed in my comforter and the Heisenberg Egg, the blanket that Christen got me (don’t ask about the name), and typing out a blog post.

So yeah, with the new MacBook, I can compute on my bed. Which, according to that one school of thought about sleep, is frickin’ terrible. You should only use your bed for sleep and sex. Eh, I’ve been doing a million things on my bed (i.e. talking on the phone, watching TV)…I mean, my room is so small it’s more bed than floor. So screw that school of thought.

Work was really productive. Once again, my coworkers hailed me as the tech god. Which, of course, I am. And I was the god of online research too, dispatching my assignments with aplomb. I felt much more able to cope than on Wednesday. I was just too starry-eyed from my fucking amazing night with Terry to even like conceive of work, although I did get one big project done.

So I’ve been trying to take the 2GB of memory out of my Mac Mini and put it in my Macbook (which only has 1GB. Sounds simple, right? Wrong. I go to unscrew the memory bracket in my MacBook and there is this one tiny screw that will NOT open. The other two were fine, it’s just that one. So I had an appointment today at the Apple Store, and the Genius there opened it for me. I got home, it would not open with my screwdriver. So yeah. I was pissed.

Instead of getting more angry, I threw the battery back into my MacBook and headed to Terry’s house. We had sort of vaguely planned on watching Amelie, but we ended up watching an episode of Drawn Together and snuggling while we listened to music on Front Row.

He is just…amazing. I need to write more about how the whole thing took shape and what’s going on, I’ll do it in the morning so as to not wake everyone up with my voice rec.

I’m hooked on Junior Boys tonight. The first album Last Exit, of course. It was catchy, sampley and experimental. The second one tried to be more mainstream and sucked.

Um…I don’t know what else is going on. Other than Saturday is my day to catch up on everything (all the email I haven’t answered, etc.)

Oh and my phone broke. The face plate (which is aluminum) decided to come loose. I’m hoping T-Mobile will give me a new one, but probably not.

OH! Christen’s back in town and we’re going to do something tomorrow. Yay!

Okay. It’s sleep time.

Categories: Ennui

Published:
August 25, 2007 – 2:23 am
Author:
By A.