Sunday, March 25, 2007

so much for sleeping tonight.

Dear Florida, I hate you. During the mild winter months we were at such perfect peace, I really thought it was going to work out. But today you GAVE ME THIS:



AHHHHHHHHHH!! What is wrong with you Florida!?!?!? Did you want me to vomit up ALL MY INTERNAL ORGANS?? BECAUSE I ALMOST DID! I reach behind the chair for a dropped pen and THIS IS WHAT YOU DO TO ME??! My hands are still shaking from the shock. I don't know how I held the vacuum cleaner steady. You asshole state. I'm going to need horse tranquilizers to sleep tonight.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

oh, photobooth.

It was an agonizingly long couple of weeks with no laptop. I've never felt so lost and vulnerable, not even when I was stranded in a Zurich train station with no place to sleep (probably because looking at an actual map cleared that one up pretty quick). No internet at home? No web surfing - er, note typing - in class? No electronic calendar with snazzy to-do list? Why not just cut off my arms too? What am I going to do, WATCH CABLE??

Just when I thought I was going to die of doing stats homework at school (ugh) at night (UGH), a blessing came from above. Above meaning north of here, from the Best Dad Ever, who helped me purchase a sleek new MacBook. I'm not saying he's the Best Dad Ever for giving me money. He is anyway. But I am saying my love can be bought.

It's a great machine! I'm not sure what exactly the Intel Core 2 Duo processor does, but it sounds sexy. What I do know is that the battery lasts long enough to watch two movies, the magnetic power plug means I'll never pay $400 to fix a broken one again, and that the built-in iSight has given me a whole new set of stupid things to do rather than whatever it is I'm supposed to. That, together with a billion dorky effects in PhotoBooth (thanks Justin) has occupied way too much of my time this week, but am I ever having fun. See for yourself.

Go ahead and laugh, but deep down you know you've always wondered what you'd look like making out with yourself.