Yesterday, I got into a fight with my dad, had a long day at work, was hit on by a creepy old man dressed as a woman, (whoever said truth was stranger than fiction clearly worked at a grocery store) didn’t get to see any of my friends for nearly long enough, almost starved to death, and then proceeded to get into a small fight with my mom on the way home. All in all it was an exhausting, boring, and generally frustrating kind of day.
Today made up for everything that happened yesterday. 
As some of you may already know, today I received my beautiful new laptop, Ziggy. (Pics available on my Facebook) In fact I’m writing this entry on her right now. It might seem like a small thing to some, but I have been waiting for this laptop for years. Part of the reason I got a job at all was so I could afford to purchase a laptop for myself. I’m nearly five years behind on the gaming curve because I haven’t had a computer with the adequate oomph to do anything more complicated than playing Solitaire or Neverwinter Nights on the lowest possible settings. (Oh yes. Welcome to my private hell.) I worked my butt off to get my hands on this gorgeous little thing and I’m over the moon now that my wait is finally over. I don’t have to sequester myself in a cold, uncomfortable basement just to check my email or do a little writing anymore. I can travel. I can game. I can do whatever the hell I want and get away with it. I’m very happy. True, I would have preferred a Mac, but honestly I don’t think I had enough patience left in me to save up for one. But as my dad oh-so wisely pointed out, there’s no rule that says you can’t have a PC and a Mac…
It’s going to take awhile to transfer everything from one computer to the other, and of course since I’m using Windows Vista and trying to sort through years of accumulated programs, clipart, music, and other assorted crap, there’s going to be some frustration involved. I’ve already experienced that a couple of times today, mostly when I realized I couldn’t remember the password to any of my online accounts, even the ones I just created. (Thank you so much, brain-o-mine. *eyeroll*) But the fact I’m sitting here in the comfort of my own room writing a blog entry without having to bundle up like a penguin goes a long way to mitigating any annoyance I might feel.
And now, I sleep, for tomorrow brings another long eight hour shift and I need my beauty sleep. Good night, world.
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