Late Night

I took a forty minute nap yesterday evening because my eyes just couldn’t take it any longer. I woke up at 9pm, stared at my computer for a few more hours, then left to help my boyfriend finish his speech which is going to be given in a few hours. It’s 5:22 am. My eyes still hurt but my leg can’t stop jiggling and I’m so so so ready to study all this afternoon. I’ll probably take a little bit of a nap just to recharge my eyeballs but I don’t think I’ll be needing a lot of sleep. As long as I have my orange juice, I’m good.

I’m addicted to orange juice. Not a joke. I pour in half orange juice, half water, and I sit at my beautifully kept desk:


and stay busy. I flip through flipboard, I get lost in Amnesia: The Dark Decent, I touch up any of my writing projects, and soon it’ll be where I edit all of my photos. This thing is my entire life, it really is. I feel most comfortable in this little corner in my room than I do anywhere else in the world. My eyes are starting to fail me, I can see all the typos I’m having to go back and fix. Damn eyes. What is there problem? Why can’t they keep up with my brain?

With a 24 inch screen, it’s hard not to get obsessed with this thing. You can’t see in this picture, but at my feet there’s a subwoofer attached to those two little speakers and that’s how I annoy the neighbors. This shit bumps, man; it’s the best 20 bucks I ever spent. It’s got the same quality sub-woofer that’s in my car.

At first, I paid 40 dollars (for the speaker system) but got anal when amazon told me there was a problem with my delivery and that I needed to “contact them”. It didn’t say why or who, just that I needed to contact them. So I started freaking out before I even realized the dumbass company shipping my package tried delivering it on Sunday and sent a huge error through the system. Anyway, before I thought about that, I contacted Paraheem Kareem at Amazon tech services. He assured me I would get my package the day it said I would.  I wasn’t satisfied with that answer when a day later the status of the package still hadn’t been updated. So I contacted them again. I expressed my worry and this guy in India probably didn’t know what the hell was going on, so he just refunded me all my shipping cost. So I basically got half off. It pays to be anal and nice to customer service reps.

That’s how I got my computer for two hundred dollars less than It was originally priced. That computer is the reason for all my frustrations in my Best Buy, You Sneaky Bastard! post. All that anger and worry and panic over this device. Yes, it’s true. But now it’s here and I love it and I’m very satisfied with the product. Windows 10 is a little wonky, and Microsoft STILL OWES ME MY TEN FUCKING DOLLARS but it’s okay.

I’ll get them sooner or later.

They could learn a thing or two from Amazon customer service.

Like hire people in India who don’t understand anything and just give you your money back.

Also, the scariest shit happened tonight. It was about 1 am and my boyfriend and I just got back to his house from picking up snacks at a local CVS 24 hour market. I parked across the street from his house because his driveway only fits two cars. We were walking across the street in the rain and BOOM.

The fucking lights went out. Everywhere. I swear to God some shit was about to pop up out of the sewer or some demons were going to swoop down and drag us to hell. I mean I couldn’t see my feet in front of me, it was that dark.

Then lightening went crazy in the sky far off in the direction of my house, which was kind of weird because most of the sky was relatively clear. It was raining, but it was light and in fits and burst. We could see the starts except for the area with the lightening. The Aliens are here you guys, they’re here. I’ll offer them a cheese platter. Hopefully they like cheese.

I hope whoever got stabbed or shot is alright. If they got killed, I’m even more sorry. I passed by a street with two fire trucks, an ambulance, and six separate cop cars. They blocked the entire road with vehicles, tape, and bodies. Some people from the surrounding complex stood around watching. I couldn’t see exactly what was going on, too many things in the way of my eyes, but usually that amount of manpower calls for a serious crime committed.

Anyway, I have emails to answer and a quick nap to take so my eyes can stop being such little assholes. I also have class in about four hours. Ug. Hopefully the power is all fucked up at my college. They usually cancel morning classes. That would be a dream come true. Everyone cross your fingers for me.

I’ll post something less idiotic and more relevant later.

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