new years/computer hospital/text messages
So, this is the new year.
And I don't feel any different.
Or do I?
I kind of do.
One of my theoretical new year's resolus was to try and blog everyday. How quickly did that go to shit? Pretty damn quickly. Which leads me to the next topic...
My computer crashed. It's terrible and flirting with the guy at the MacCenter has done nothing to help my case. Basically, the hard drive needs to be replaced and I've been having laptop withdrawl for about a week and a half now and also I'm certainly not looking forward to the money withdrawl I will be experiencing when I go pick up my baby tomorrow. Sadness, I know. Although on the plus side the MacCenter guy is kind of adorable and I will likely recuperate most of my information AND (big plus) my new hard drive is 80G - my old one was only 30. So....yay? Kind of. I pretended to almost cry when I went to drop it off at the service center and, well, we all know I don't cry so this was an effort for me. But, to my dismay, I didn't manage to get much of a discount.
Tomorrow (I hope) I will be back to the world of the connected and I will try and live up to my already destroyed new year's resolu (are you digging my abreviation of the word resolution? or should I give it up immediately...comments/questions?)
On to the good stuff.
I do this really amazing thing that I've never written about before but after last night's adventures I feel that it deserves attention. You know those people who drunk dial/text message all the time? I have this very effective system that keeps me from doing those kinds of things. It takes a hell of a lot of will power but, damn it, it's worthwhile. So, if I have an urge to call or text message or email anyone after the hour of midnight I will write an email or text message to this person saying whatever it is I think is important and then I will say to myself 'Okay, tomorrow when I wake up, if I still feel this is important enough to say I will send it.' In this way I don't lose what I, at the moment, think is a significant thought and said person does not need to receive incoherent messages from me very late at night. Everyone wins.
This means I have some really hilarious messages saved that I never sent.
Examples...
'What you doin'? - abby' - this is a message to someone from abby while she was here...from my phone...keeep in mind this person does not speak english
'you're a disrespectful jerk. bye.' - moment of enlightment
you get the idea.
Anyhoo, last night I lost the battle. I was out with a friend of mine and while she was busy with other things I was trying to look busy by playing with my phone and, damn it, I sent some text messages. I also wrote a text message to myself which I then saved of some thoughts I had while watching my friend to make sure she was okay. Let me share...
'I'm a bad bad influence. Shit. I'm a bad person.' - my thoughts to myself. It took me about 30 minutes to type out the word ' shit'. awesome.
(I'm sure Abby won't mind me sharing a piece of the message I sent to her)
' I got your lip gloss. Wearing it now. Thanks so much. Can't wait to get back to nyc. Hate boys.' - I believe that last part was quite subtle and poetic.
Long story short (·insert colon here I can't figure out where it is )I may have destroyed lives last night. I'm a bad influence. Lip gloss is awesome. Boys are generally hated by me on Saturday nights. My system of embarrassment avoidal has failed miserably. I'm funny/slightly insane.
Missed me, huh?
Loves,
- E
And I don't feel any different.
Or do I?
I kind of do.
One of my theoretical new year's resolus was to try and blog everyday. How quickly did that go to shit? Pretty damn quickly. Which leads me to the next topic...
My computer crashed. It's terrible and flirting with the guy at the MacCenter has done nothing to help my case. Basically, the hard drive needs to be replaced and I've been having laptop withdrawl for about a week and a half now and also I'm certainly not looking forward to the money withdrawl I will be experiencing when I go pick up my baby tomorrow. Sadness, I know. Although on the plus side the MacCenter guy is kind of adorable and I will likely recuperate most of my information AND (big plus) my new hard drive is 80G - my old one was only 30. So....yay? Kind of. I pretended to almost cry when I went to drop it off at the service center and, well, we all know I don't cry so this was an effort for me. But, to my dismay, I didn't manage to get much of a discount.
Tomorrow (I hope) I will be back to the world of the connected and I will try and live up to my already destroyed new year's resolu (are you digging my abreviation of the word resolution? or should I give it up immediately...comments/questions?)
On to the good stuff.
I do this really amazing thing that I've never written about before but after last night's adventures I feel that it deserves attention. You know those people who drunk dial/text message all the time? I have this very effective system that keeps me from doing those kinds of things. It takes a hell of a lot of will power but, damn it, it's worthwhile. So, if I have an urge to call or text message or email anyone after the hour of midnight I will write an email or text message to this person saying whatever it is I think is important and then I will say to myself 'Okay, tomorrow when I wake up, if I still feel this is important enough to say I will send it.' In this way I don't lose what I, at the moment, think is a significant thought and said person does not need to receive incoherent messages from me very late at night. Everyone wins.
This means I have some really hilarious messages saved that I never sent.
Examples...
'What you doin'? - abby' - this is a message to someone from abby while she was here...from my phone...keeep in mind this person does not speak english
'you're a disrespectful jerk. bye.' - moment of enlightment
you get the idea.
Anyhoo, last night I lost the battle. I was out with a friend of mine and while she was busy with other things I was trying to look busy by playing with my phone and, damn it, I sent some text messages. I also wrote a text message to myself which I then saved of some thoughts I had while watching my friend to make sure she was okay. Let me share...
'I'm a bad bad influence. Shit. I'm a bad person.' - my thoughts to myself. It took me about 30 minutes to type out the word ' shit'. awesome.
(I'm sure Abby won't mind me sharing a piece of the message I sent to her)
' I got your lip gloss. Wearing it now. Thanks so much. Can't wait to get back to nyc. Hate boys.' - I believe that last part was quite subtle and poetic.
Long story short (·insert colon here I can't figure out where it is )I may have destroyed lives last night. I'm a bad influence. Lip gloss is awesome. Boys are generally hated by me on Saturday nights. My system of embarrassment avoidal has failed miserably. I'm funny/slightly insane.
Missed me, huh?
Loves,
- E
posted by Eugenia at 12:31 PM
3 Comments:
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