I think AIM is borked.

So I have this friend. His name is Nathan. He lives in New York. He has a girlfriend of at least two years. Her name is Danika. She lives in Oregon.
They both go to collage. He to Cornell and she to OSU
He decides one day to transfer from Cornell to OSU, simply to be with her.
Me and my local group of friends; Jay and Dre, all of which are well acquainted with both Nathan and Dani, and who also live in the general vicinity of OSU, decide to help him out. We've wanted to hang out with him in real life for quite some time, so this is really no trouble at all.
Yesterday, we picked him up at the airport, which in and of itself was a mild mind-blowing moment. We've seen pictures, but really, up until that moment, he'd been nothing more than text on a screen. And here he was, materialized out of the Aether. It was kinda cool.
According to plan, we went to Dre's house, and played all manner of video games and movies and had an absolute blast, now with not having to worry about input lag or delay frames of any kind. And he was exactly as awesome a person in real life as he was on the internet.
This continues well into the next day.
Finally, the time came to load up everything into the car, and take the three-hour trip down to the OSU campus, to meet Dani, and get Nathan all set up for success. We did this without a hitch, and finally find ourselves at the OSU campus, wandering around, trying to figure out where to go and what to do.
While trying to sort things out, we quite accidentally ran into Dani, who is another person we've known at length over the internet and never met in real life until just then. I, myself, could not believe what I was seeing. She was the cutest, bubbliest, most wonderful girl you have ever seen in your entire life, by every definition of the word. And this was the person Nathan had been going out with, cross-country for two years, meeting in real life for the first time just then.
It was then that I realized Nathan was the luckiest man on the face of the planet.
He was willing and able to travel cross-country to meet his internet girlfriend, employing the help of some internet friends, none of whom he's met in person, who help him with nothing more than a smile and a "How can I help?", and when he finally gets there, She's EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL than her pictures, and exactly like her internet persona.
And the best thing about it, was that he worked it all out. He made it happen. Not without a small degree of assistance and luck of course, but he spearheaded the whole endevor.
And he got me to thinking; why the hell can't I do that?

FUCKHEADS!

New computer.
Crysis, Team Fortress 2, Fallout 3, and whatever else I feel like downloading at any given moment.
Hell yes.

Nothing really to report. Still looking foreward to the day when I finally get that sweet PC I have my eyes on:

Pentium Core 2 Quad core
8Gigabytes of RAM
nVidia Geforce 9500 vid card with a gig of visual memory
Removable Solid State 650Gigabyte hard drive
TV Tuner
A/V jacks
Windows Vista Home Premium 64-bit with SP1

Hell yes.

Everything's ready for it, too. I have brand new keyboard mouse, monitor, and a copy of Crysis and Team Fortress 2 sitting and waiting on my desk. Now all we need is the tax refund to find it's way to the bank account so we'll actually have cash to work with. Most likely not today, though. 10 to 14 business days, they said. Today is day 9.

Saw the trailer for Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen for the first time today. Holy shit.

Christmas was bearable, considering. Christmas day was quiet; just my mother and I. I got a few PSP games; most notably Monster Hunter Freedom 2, Patapon, and Disgaea.

New years was fun; spent it, with Dre, at Perkel's, where we played bad video games, and watched South Park.

Here's hoping this upcomming year is better than the past one.

I love snow

Wow, this is nostalgic.
Here, I am, at my local library, on their computer, posting to LiveJournal.
Why am I at my local library, as opposed to at home on my perfectly good computer, you may ask? Because the universe hates me, I'll reply.
Last week, everything was fine. I had just finished tweaking my PC slightly, and I was playing Team Fortress 2 at 60 frames per second with all settings on high. Life was good.
Some time later, things started going awry. The desktop was unresponsive, along with other wierd things. Thinking that maybe it was having overheating problems, as it has in the past, I turned it off. When I next turned it on, instead of a nice, inviting green light coming from the power switch, it was an angry orange light. I rolled up my sleeves and dove in head first, but could find nothing physically wrong with the computer. "Well, darn. No more TF2 for me." I think. "At least I have the other hopelessly ancient PC so I will at least have internet!" Well, wouldn't you know it, something's wrong with the OTHER computer as well!
Though, in that case, I know it has to do with the RAM. Just get a new RAM stick, and all is well. The problem is that the other PC is SO old, that finding compatable RAM sticks for it would be nigh impossible. So yeah. That's why I'm here, at my local library.

I hope Dre doesn't hate me. I dunno. Whatever.

Let me tell you about the exciting morning I've had.
It started at 3AM, when my sister's alarm went off. As it turns out, she accidentally set it two hours early. No biggie. She re-sets it for the proper time, rolls back over, and goes back to sleep. Oh, wait, that's what a NORMAL person would do. My sister proceeds to do something a little different. She wakes up, takes a shower, gets dressed, and makes herself breakfast, at THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING. This wouldn't be so bad, except for two things. 1) She KNOWS it's three in the morning, and 2) She seems to think the whole house should be up when she is! She comes in, turns lights on, and chastises me and my brother for being asleep when the day is about to begin. My mother, having gone to bed maybe four hours prior, gets up and begins to yell to my sister about how much of an inconsiderate git she's being, to which she responds with threatening to call child protective services because mom is being mentally abusive.
I consider myself lucky. For some wierd reason, I was exausted yesterday, and I crashed around 7PM. I had had plenty of sleep. This doesn't change the fact that I was angry at my sister for getting up at THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING. So we spent the next three hours trying to explain to my sister that getting everyone up at THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING is not a good thing to do, but none of this actually gets to her, because she's convinced that my mom and I are liars and we lie about everything to get our way, and we're lazy and just want to go back to sleep and none of us have jobs, and mom just wants custody of the kids so she can have more money to spend on herself and blah blah blah blah...
Point is, she thought it was okey to get everyone up at 3AM because she herself was awake at 3AM, and she's always right about everything, ever.
The whole event culminated with my sister slamming the front door at around 6AM, screaming and in tears, because no one in this house understands her, and mom is mentally abusive, and she's going to call CPS because mom yelled at her.
I have never wanted to curb-stomp someone so hard in my life.

Wow, it's been a while. Alright, I guess I'll post everything worth noting in handy factoid format, because that's what kids these days are into.

Got a new graphics card! Well, okey, "new" is too strong a word, I guess. It's a GeForce 5200 with 128MB RAM. For comparison's sake, my old card was a GeForce 2MX 200, with 32MB RAM.
Still can't utter the word "Crysis" anywhere near it without having it explode in fiery cataclysm, but hey, At least I can run all the games I have now at native resolution, so I guess that's a step in the right direction. Dang I wish I had a new computer...

Job hunt still goes on. I don't do much walking anymore; Craigslist is where it's at, or so I'm told. Still no success, though.

Mother 3 is the best RPG I've played in the past 10 years, and that's counting that I started playing Earthbound and Chrono Trigger a couple months ago. That game is awesome.

I'm sure there's something else worth mentioning, but I can't think of what it could be off the top of my head. Well, that's what the "Edit" button is for, right?

It's 2:30am, and no one is around. Vent is empty, AIM is empty, RO is even empty. It's kinda creepy.