Fact: I hate computers. Wait, no. I hate being indecisive. About computers, though. It goes to show that I really do not listen to the mother. I don't even pick up the important words.
Mother: Blah, blah ...Do you want to see it?
Me: See what?
Mother: The computer.
Me: ...What computer?
Mother: The computer that needs to be taken back*, it came a few days ago.
Me: What? Why didn't you tell me a few days ago? There's a computer here? A new computer, and it's been here for days, and I didn't know?
*I ordered a computer. Decided I liked another one better. Have to wait for guys to pick up first ordered computer.
So, seemingly she did tell me that the new computer had arrived a few days ago.
Well, I have now decided that I want another computer. This one is better, I swear. I hate onboard graphics, I really do. I've never had onboard graphics, but with a fiery passion, I hate them.
I think I should order it, but I just want a new computer now. Patience is a virtue, I know, but I've had this computer too long, and it doesn't even have any sentimental value for me. I just want to go through to the room, and rip open the box, and install the new computer. This is worse than Christmas Eve (if Christmas Eve excited me). The computer wasn't supposed to be here for two weeks, and it came a few days ago, and I ordered it a few days ago! They're toying with me, which isn't appreciated.
On another topic, after it came/was supposed to come out in April/July, practically a year later, I have watched Death Proof. Yeah, it was good. Not as gory as a Tarantino film should be (though, as a standard for him, a leg did come off), but it was good. Though I kind've felt they gave up the 'old' feel it was supposed to have, halfway through the movie. Maybe it would've bothered people. It wouldn't have bothered me.
I can never think of what 'mood' to put when I update entries, and now I'm three. Indecisive ( - they don't even have that mood) about the computer, aggravated by having to make choices and wait for my computer, and sore. My neck hurts everytime I turn to my right, which the mother says it is because I sleep on the sofa. Sure I have a nice, comfy, huge double bed to myself, but nothing beats falling asleep to Cops and Water Rats on FX.
Well, time for Doctor Who, and The Office was better this week than last.
Current Mood: 
sore
Current Music: Doctor Who Theme (it just started)