Saturday afternoon, cell rings, caller ID says it's MGH's grandma's house.
MGH: So I want to go to Vegas the weekend of the 1st to the 3rd of May... will you be there?
Me: Yes.
MGH: So... I can... book my flight and... stay at your place?
Me: (internally) Are you fucking CRAZY?! (spoken) Of course! You just book your shit and give me the time and place and I'll be there. Whatever you need, don't even worry about it!
I am now planning a 21st birthday celebration for a boy... with a girlfriend... that is NOT me.
Why the FUCK am I so damn stupid around this boy? Fuck, fuck, fuck, man!
I had been doing GREAT before this... laughing, smiling, studying... and he worked his way into my life again... posting his little poker-related comments, texting me... and SNAP! In less than 2 weeks, he caught me.
I'm a fucking moron.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Mackie Mac
It has been a minute since I last wrote.
ADD at its best.
Although... I do have a very justifiable excuse: my laptop died.
I'm not entirely sure what occurred, it just didn't want to turn on any more. While various resuscitation attempts were made, and I refused to accept the fact that it was dead (each day I'd plug it in and wishfully stare at the computer, hoping to see that little blue ring light up where the extension chord and computer meet. However, my wishes were never granted), I had to accept that my days of adventure with Mr. HPPC were quite simply over.
So I purchased a new laptop.
I went drastic and decided PC would never hurt my heart again, and traded for a Mac.
Now, I'll be the first to admit I don't know what the fuck it is that I'm doing, but I also know it's fun... and the thing itself is absolutely stunning.
So, I have a mac. And I love it.
Let's hope I do more on it than only play poker.
ADD at its best.
Although... I do have a very justifiable excuse: my laptop died.
I'm not entirely sure what occurred, it just didn't want to turn on any more. While various resuscitation attempts were made, and I refused to accept the fact that it was dead (each day I'd plug it in and wishfully stare at the computer, hoping to see that little blue ring light up where the extension chord and computer meet. However, my wishes were never granted), I had to accept that my days of adventure with Mr. HPPC were quite simply over.
So I purchased a new laptop.
I went drastic and decided PC would never hurt my heart again, and traded for a Mac.
Now, I'll be the first to admit I don't know what the fuck it is that I'm doing, but I also know it's fun... and the thing itself is absolutely stunning.
So, I have a mac. And I love it.
Let's hope I do more on it than only play poker.