Plan Number Six

It's incredible to think that I will be leaving in less than five hours. Isn't that amazing? In four and a half hours I will be getting into my car, turning on my iPod, and making sure my ivy and petunias are secure in the passenger seat before pulling out of the garage, backing down the driveway, crawling through the gate, leaving the neighborhood, and saying au revoir to summer.

Two hours and fifty minutes later, I will be pulling up to Casey's house as I inform her over the phone that I've arrived. After I park and turn off my car, I am sure we will hug and jabber excitedly about our goings-on over the summer. It will be extraordinary. After the greetings (though the jabber will inevitably continue for hours), we will make our way to the Apple Store in the Washington Square Mall of Tigard, Oregon, where I will buy myself a MacBook, a Nano, and a printer, the latter two being free as a consequence of buying the first.

We have contemplated visiting such diverse places as a park, Target, and/or Applebee's after leaving the Apple Store, so I am not entirely sure what will follow. What I do know, however, is that it will be totally and completely fantastic no matter what we do or where we go.

I'm going home.

I want to chop off all my hair, a la Katie Holmes and my friends Melissa and Whitney. ( Example images are behind the cut. ) I am, however, very unsure that I could actually pull it off. The awkward length stage lasts about two years for me, so once I've cut it, I'll have to endure two or three years of pain before getting back to this length. This is a very long-term decision. Perhaps I'll wait until I'm back at school where I'll have 70+ girls on hand to give me their opinions. Ah, the benefits of sorority life! Heh.

In other news, my dad has talked to my mother about it, and I am for sure getting a new MacBook as soon as I'm back in Oregon where there is no sales tax. I'm toying with the idea of getting it in Portland with Casey before we head down to Salem. That would be way more fun than waiting for it to be shipped, wouldn't it? I'm beyond excited to have a fully-operational computer again. Also, because Apple's back-to-school iPod deal goes through August, I will be getting a free 4GB iPod nano with my MacBook. Also also, with their deal to get $100 off a printer with the purchase of any computer, I could get a completely free color printer, even though I don't really need one. Triple sweet.

On the David & Sammy front, I have resolved to ignore them as much as possible. If I pay any attention, it is literally impossible to not get angry. If I pay little to no attention to their antics, I will remain unbothered by their idiocy. It's the only way I can think of to stop being so mad all the time because of them. I'd much rather rant about things everyone recognizes are unimportant than things that actually matter, like Sammy being bi-polar with a side of Munchausen's.

Ah, the end of laziness! I've finally started running again. It's been at least two weeks since I got a bad sunburn on my legs, and until all the heat went out, I couldn't run. I should have started back up again last week, but it's been too hot and I haven't been getting up early enough. I've missed it; running is very relaxing.

I've decided I need to stop focusing so much on my emotions. If I spend too much time thinking about how annoying this is or how depressing that is, all I'll be is annoyed and depressed. Now that more people are around here all the time and another one is on her way—Sammy will join us on Sunday—I should be able to occupy myself in far healthier ways than moping around. Really, I should be able to do that regardless of how many people there are around to keep me occupied, but we'll start slow.

My dad and I watched a movie this morning that was creepy as hell. Has anyone else ever seen Picture Mommy Dead? It's from the sixties, it's about this girl who went a bit insane after seeing her mother die. That movie is crazy. It took us about six hours to get through it, too, because On Demand kept wonking out on us. A creepy movie is always a bit creepier when your electronics stop working while you're watching it.

I saw the second episode of Greek last night, and it was incredibly amusing. I'm beginning to love that show. I freely admit that a major part of the reason I love it so much is because so many people hate it. I'm still rolling my eyes at all my friends who joined that lame facebook group protesting the show. You can be sure that when fall comes around, I will definitely be tuning in to watch Greek every Monday night in the most prominent TV spot in the house, and I will greatly enjoy every single dirty look shot at me.

I've decided that I want my next phone to be either the Nokia E65 or the E70. Unfortunately, it will be forever before I get a new phone. On the bright side, however, I'm still pretty happy with the one I've got, and at least these two are less expensive than iPhones. The E65 is so pretty! I'm in love. I wouldn't mind a 7360, either, and at $300 less, it would be much more easily attainable. Perhaps I could convince my family to get me one as a combination Christmas/birthday present? By then, though, there will be some other gadget I've fallen in love with. I guess we'll see, won't we?

I am frustrated now, but I will be infuriated if NPR doesn't win this. It's not just a bunch of boomer businessmen clinging to an outdated business model anymore, they are trying to ruin perfectly legitimate non-profit radio. This is a display of their collective lack of anything even resembling intelligence.

The iPhone was just announced.

I think this is a good time to go take a long shower and disconnect myself from the world for an hour or two. I don't want to sit here and keep on refreshing Gizmodo in hopes of getting more details, I want to come back to my computer and have it all waiting for me.

It is a damn good thing I am a compulsive saver. Otherwise, when my foot caught a poorly placed power cord in the computer lab and my computer died, I would have lost both my paper and my mind.

So this is my thanks to myself. Good job, self. Keep up the good work.

It's very disconcerting to come back to my iMac after spending so many months away. My fingers keep hitting the wrong keys, my eyes don't understand the curved screen, and my hand can't control the mouse as well as my fingertip could command the touchpad. My back and legs seem to be the only parts of my body not protesting the change. My back is finally upright, leaning against soft, cool leather with support precisely placed for boring businessmen, and my legs are rejoicing the return of the much more natural bent position in place of the odd mess beneath the blanket with the laptop leaned against the side with the spine in an awkward twist of a line.

I will get used to it, I suppose, like I got used to it in the first place, and the other computers I've gotten used to in my short yet full history of using wonderful, glorious technology, but it will take awhile. It will take awhile to get used to sitting in the corner again, rather than dead center, facing the world head on, brandishing an old yet still stylish Pismo with a smile or a scowl.

Goodbye, my dear friend. It was lovely while your hinges lasted.

I have an iPod.

omg, I have an iPod! Squeeeee!!

Do you know how long I've been saving up for this 20GB Apple & hp beauty? Okay, so I could have bought it with my first paycheck back in July, but--man, I have an iPod! I've been wanting one since they displayed the first gen, since my dad got one of the first (and last) 5GB models, since my brother got one of the last 15GB models, since Martin listened to his EVERY day in French--my whole freaking life has been leading up to getting this iPod.

Preeeeciousss...