"Now you can access more porn faster." --BoboI would just like to announce that whee! I have Ethernet now! Whoopee!
I had someone else off IRC (WormMan) come over and put in a new card and download more stuff and my computer almost works perfectly now! Whoopee! I'm so happy. Too bad Remington isn't around for this, but oh well, he probably would have insisted on being there and screwing it up anyway.
Now I can stay on it all the time like some people do...I made up a nick to put in when I'm not there (I usually use the nick fullmoon), newmoon, to indicate my absence. Melissa was online at the time I did that, and she said that Remington would like it. Hmmm. =) Actually, she kept bringing him up last night, stuff like the weirdest people she ever met were through him (and somehow that's no surprise), and talking to him about her problems helped more than talking to a shrink.
Also was up talking to the guy who likes Sarah's nose...I'm debating whether I should put in a name for him here, or what name...right now I'll just say that he wrote her back, now she said she's going to write him back. Honestly, he sounds like a nice guy to me, even though he seems to have a track record of dating young 'uns. He asked if she knew his age, I said yes but you'll have to work that out with her. He thought it was best that it be out in the open (good idea).
Also was talking to Jessica (I need to add her to the friends page) about the apartment situation...apparently Marianne will be needing a roommate/apartment next year also (wonder what's happening to Bill and Melissa?). Her original offer was that Jessica could move in with her...but a four-way arrangement could also work. I told them I'd talk to my parents tonight...ai yi yi.
This'll be just nervewracking as shit. Well, it is nice to know that in the event that my parents won't cave, Jessica'll still have somewhere to live though.
I'm REALLY not looking forward to this. Not at all.
8:30 p.m. Well, told Mom the housing news...she said she'd go break the news to Dad and then get back to me at nine. Apparently he's in a bad mood, too. Oh, joy. If he doesn't get this one stupid tax form he'll die. And she was going on about how she missed me and how I hadn't gone home.
Sometimes I wonder what makes me so friggin special that everyone misses me so badly that they go a little beserky about it.
The call tonight will not be fun.
Surprisingly, they okayed getting a group apartment. That was the good end of the conversation.
But, of course, being Mom, she had to get on my nerves...going on about why if Remington misses me so much, why he can't just date me, aren't I bothered by this, do I want to be a Mormon wife or something... I said I really couldn't explain it, that I guess she'll have to ask him...and when will that be... well, shoot, can't do it on a weekend, now can I? So I said "I guess spring break", and she wanted to know exactly when that was, and to be honest I don't know when break is...and going through the papers that weren't very clear I started to get all irritated...and we got into a fight, with her yelling "Well, fine, if you don't want to go home, then fine, stay up there, for all I care!" (yeah, right), and I started thinking "well, no wonder I don't want to go home and talk to you people..." we eventually semi-cleared up the fight, and then it got into more things about Remington's lack of monogamy, and my um, doing things that she doesn't approve of, but she can't control me up here, and how I'm not emotionally mature (or so she thinks), and how I got all jealous when The Moron would talk to other girls (what?), and she mentioned that if things went wrong she thinks I'd commit suicide or something, and she made me cry a little.
Geez, what a night with Mommy.
They stress me out no end.
Dammit, Remington, we need to talk and you're not back yet. Ugh! That annoys me, that I want to talk to him and can't...although to be honest, this weekend has not been bad in that respect at all. I've been happily occupied with the computer and preoccupied with apartment stuff. But right now I'd like him around...
Ah, to feel how Zoe felt Thursday night.
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