I’m hungry. Just thought you should know.
I haven’t felt like blogging until now, I was too mad. My moods are fluctuating far too much for my liking because of the recent tumultuous events and I’m afraid I got really aggravated with my laptop. It’s been a long-time coming since the stupid thing is dying, even though it’s only a year old, I’ve taken really good care of it, and it cost well over $1,000. I’m really mad at it, and I’ve vowed never ever ever to buy another Heweltt Packard. They are evil, they are horrible, and their service department is of the devil. Never ever buy from them again, hear me? Good.
So my laptop’s dying and I feel like I flushed $1,000 down the toilet. This was supposed to be my computer for school, and now it’s a piece of crap. HP said they’d look at it for $300 – not fix it, mind, just look at it – nevermind the fact that’s a ridiculous number, but even if they’d fix it for that I just don’t have the cash to shell out. It completely sucks because I’m feeling cheated on *that* too, but that’s an entirely other matter. That’s not adding to my whole problem with everything else, it’s just another frustration and another thing to add to the ever-growing Pile o’ Crap.
I was trying to install an ethernet card on my laptop so I can hook up to the new DSL service we just got today. DSL is working happily in my brother’s room, but noooooOoooo, my laptop won’t recognize the network so I’m stuck on stupid 56k. Apart from that, despite my seemingly triumphant reinstallation of windows, it’s still freezing constantly. I haven’t even done anything to it? I’ve fed it, I’ve loved it, I’ve done everything I can for it, but it keeps killing itself. Stupid computers.
Basically I’ve spent the night silently cursing my laptop while playing Solitaire and trying to draw a cartoony version of myself. I wasn’t really in the mood to blog, but I thought since I was bored I might as well try and draw myself. I’ve had this idea of wanting to start an occasional comic strip for those days when I don’t feel like writing my thoughts, but rather expressing them in a silly comic strip. I figured it’d be a nice way to break up the monotony of paragraphs a little. I came up with one design, but I think it’s too complicated. And I’m not cute and teeny enough, as in cartoony cute. Like Calvin and Hobbes cute, how all their bodies are really short and can easily fit in one cartoon frame. About fifteen minutes ago an idea hit me, but it hasn’t come along far enough to post online. It’s cute so far, though, although not really an accurate depiction of me. Ah well, can’t have everything. 🙂
Monday was my brother Steven’s 20th birthday. Unfortunately I don’t think it was a very happy day for him – he had to go to the hospital to be tested for mono and/or malaria. Scary, isn’t it? Two teenagers that live right in this area have come down with malaria just from being bitten by a mosquito, and Steve happens to have all of the right symptoms for it as well. I felt rather bad for him. At least he got to have his party last week, so he had a little bit of fun.
But knowing he’s 20 makes me feel old. I still remember when we used to lay on the carpet in the family room of our weird house in Mississippi, and compare how old we would be in the year 2000 and beyond. We would get so excited about it, and dream about what we’d be doing. It’s weird to finally be at that age.
While my Mom was taking Steve to the hospital I wasn’t feeling so great myself, so I vegged for a while. Crocodile Dundee II was on Comedy Central, and I’m still not really sure why I watched it. There was nothing else on, but I did rent ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’, I just kind of forgot about it. Oh well, it was nice to look back on the 80s/early90s and laugh. And I’m starting to appreciate more why Paul Hogan was such a big thing back then. 🙂
Oh my, that’s embarrassing to admit… See what insomnia does to me?!
I was doing some spelunking through my blog’s archives the other day, looking for something, when I realized that I had accidentally put the site counter on the archive pages. I was a little disappointing, thinking the 160 hits per day that I’ve been getting lately was only because of the number of pages the counter was on. I removed it, wanting to find out just how many people were really visiting the site, not just repeat visits to the archives. Happily enough, it didn’t lower the number by much. In fact, it’s still keeping with the pattern of Mondays being a bit slower than the rest of the week. It hit 145 by midnight. Exciting, eh? I think that’s just mind-blowing. Who the heck’s reading this thing anyway?!
Here I go again with that whole curiosity thing about who reads my blog…
I think I’d better try to get some sleep before I start thinking about those 145 people too much. I hope I can sleep, I don’t feel tired at all. I think I need to go get tested, I really feel like crap and it’s just gone on way too long. I’m so tired of being sick, dang it! If I have malaria I think I’m just going to sit here and scream for a while, that’d just be the putrid icing on the already moldy cake.
Happy thoughts… happy thoughts… Gotta think happy thoughts or I’ll have Kafka dreams again. No more thoughts of malaria, no more thoughts about stupid computers…
Good night!