just liek fun timez in basement.
i just got back from a huge long dinner, we were celebrating my mom's friend's birthday at an italian restaurant. honestly the food was the only reason i went, i got really bored of sitting there and listening to stupid adult conversation after a while. cake was good though.
she runs a haunted house and she kept talking about how it worked, they showed pictures of it and it actually seems pretty fucking awesome, unlike all the other haunted houses i've been in. they have people that literally grab you, throw you into a freezer, shut the lid, then drag you out again by your heels. and there's this huge foam pit with people hiding that jump out and push you under the foam. she said that we could come on thursday, i'm really excited.
i had an interesting day today. to test out the new medication i went back to the computer repair place where i used to volunteer. i wound up not having that much social interaction, because i pulled the bastard machine from hell off the shelf. so this thing was a piece of shit, in various ways: first of all the power supply was dead, so i had to replace that. then i spent around an hour trying to find the right type of memory to put in it to get it to boot. the times that it wanted to boot and the times that it didn't seemed not to be influenced by any external variable that i could tell, but just vary randomly. eventually, after ages of this fuckery, the supervisor came over and said that i had the ram sticks in the wrong channels, and that they were ordered a through d. i asked how he knew they were ordered that way and he said to figure it out myself and then he just walked off. that guy is a douche by the way. after that i figured out that they were actually labeled in incredibly small print on the motherboard. so after i put it in slots a and b it finally booted up without an error. then a bunch of other bullshit happened, i had to swap out the dvd drive cause the old one was dead, and i pulled a drive from the box that said 'sata rw' but it was actually a cdrom drive. that for some reason was in the cdrw box. so i had to disassemble the thing and assemble it all over again, which pissed me off. oh, and i managed to slice my finger open on the faceplate somehow. today was a shit day.
i think i'm going back for more, though. it reminded me how this place teaches me these useful skills, and i'll need those skills if i ever want to pursue more advanced it goals.
today i was having lunch, and i picked up an orange to eat, and then my mom told me that she had found my window screen lying under my bed from when i had tried to sneak out the window but gotten too tired and just gone to bed, and left the screen there for days. so i went down to my room with the orange, and i was so mad that i hurled the orange at my wall with all my might. then i picked it back up, tore it in half violently, and sunk my teeth into each of the halves and sucked all the juice out of them, and then threw the halves across the room again. then i picked the orange stem off my couch, sat down calmly and went on my computer like nothing at all happened.
now there's a gigantic splatter of orange juice on my wall, which i refuse to clean off because i hate the universe, and that splatter is my gesture of rebellion against its horribleness.