October 19, 1999: all frowny with pure nougat-filled hatred

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(put yer mouse over that picture there, just once, twice for a more trippy effect, ok, thats annoying, know you how i feel right now. congratulations)

i called my mother today to tell her that i just mailed some very important financial aid papers to her and that she has to sign it and give it back. she was all excited that that was finally coming her way, and that she also got the loan papers for the macintosh that i'll never see, but more on that later.

something that i never thought would happen, did. on monday, my friend mark, stopped over my house in wethersfield, connecticut and droppped off my computer. before i moved to colorado, we schemed about making a computer together, something like a dual pentium 600 with two monitors in a huge full tower case, black with alot of little LED lights that flash on and off intermittently. just to be cool. when i left for colorado, i also left that computer, for him to pick up and upgrade. he actually has his own computer business and he does this for a living i guess you could say, so it didn't seem like the dumbest move on my part. have my friend recieve a bit of business from another friend and at the same time, maybe get alittle price break.

well, its been three months. he hasn't upgraded the comp. in fact he hadn't even touched it. while i have been away at school, he has put his business on hold, his parents sold his house without telling him and he got a new job refueling jet planes at an international airport. last week he told me he worked for one hundred and ten hours.

damn.

but my old comp is going to be sent to me tommorrow so it seems like i can stop commandeering this computer in my dorm comp lab. i don't know if i should be happy about him bringing my comp back to me or totally pissed off beyond hell because he kinda just took my stuff, didn't do what he was supposed to do with it and claimed (probably truthfully) that he didn't any time to do anything else about it. but i'm not one to hold a grudge.

and hes a mate en all, so what cannae ye dae?

i bought a macintosh last wednesday anyways along the lines of the apple loan program. that wednesday they decided to raise the prices by hmm... $1000 and i won't see that thing for another 20 days garunteed. it seems like apple screwed up big time, they ran out of the chips they needed, and they have so many backorders, blah blah blah. here, read it from a super good source.

i should be stoked i'm getting what is in essence something built for professional graphic developers and its goin to be in my little janitor-closet of a dorm.

should go well with the plant hanging from the sprinkler system, the chinese illustrated toilet paper lamp shade, the three or so clockwork orange posters, our plastic wrapped door ( you wrap the whole door in plastic, and draw all over it, we're on about 7 layers of marker, paint and picture art on that thing) and that imac ad on my closet door. the one right next to the banana peels, the mystery stain, one of the three foot speakers and the betty page print out. but i'm extremely frustrated to have a company say that they have this product, and when i buy it, jack up the price and tell me "it might be a bit until we get it in stock" then again, without their loan program, i'd have no way in getting a new computer really.

i'm tired of getting screwed over. seriously. i got a new job making a website for the electrical engineering and computer department at school. they're hiring a open option freshman that will next semester be enrolled in the fine arts program to build a sophisticated website for hard core computer people to use.

i love that.

unitl i found they took $1800.00 out of my financial aid because of that. i recieved a letter with a revised financial aid reciept where i guess i'm now in the student work program. they forgot to tell me that little part.

i'm getting sick of what is essential a struggle to get some sort of balance. some times it just seems i'm just wigglin like a worm, those times the only thing i can do is get out the jugglin pins, the skateboard, do handstands, take stupid pictures and have fun fun fun! i think i could live without a computer, money for college will come one of these days, and if all else fails, i'll just become an underground artist and start submitting to juxtapoz, make covers for time magnazine, waking up at 11:00 to watch my favorite mid afternon program and have time to skateboard all around my san fransico apartment, and just be all tatooed and be humble again. all in four years. be ready. oh, someone i knoew from this summer actually replied to a letter i wrote and sent me silly putty. ahhh yeah.

-a.s.

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