:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

:: Wednesday, August 06, 2003 ::

So...a lot of news to report. Of course, this is mainly due to the fact that my computer is the biggest piece of shit ever created because it has never worked and it has decided it hates me, and, consequently, is staging a revolt against me to freeze up whenever I try to get online. Fuck you, Compaq Windows 2000 whatever the hell you are. You won't even let me defrag you to try to help you. Beat that!

*Okay, calming down, before the computer decides to kick me off*

So, what's happened in the life of Nick McIntyre that is actually worth talking about? Quite a lot, actually:

-My oldest cousin's husband is being sent off to Iraq. Joy.
-My second oldest cousin (The one who moved to Louisiana for a girl) is back home. Wow, I never would have predicted that. I swear I was born into the wrong family
-Working for my dad at his office because he needs some drastic help. Getting paid, too. Not a bad trade off as it gives me something to do during the day instead of sitting at home doing nothing (Well, I've been procrastinating over that AP Assignment...which I've finally made it halfway through)
-My mom was going to pay me to come to the American idol concert on friday in Charlotte with a friend of hers who had an extra ticket, but couldn't find somebody to go with. Mom wanted me to take pictures so she could have a seizure when Clay Aiken walks out on stage. Thankfully (Which, really, is too weak of a word to describe my joy at this next report) her friend found somebody.
-Speaking of Clay, my mom called into a radio station that was giving away a chance to meet Clay when he comes into their station on Friday. So my mom calls in while we're at the office, and she starts going on about Clay helped her through the weeks when her dad was sick in the hospital and about her father would have loved Clay because he was a singer (63 years in his churches choir) and loved that young people were getting out there and singing. So she starts crying (Because of her father) and the people practically hand her the tickets. So she and my bother get to meet Clay. My dad's first reaction was that she would not miss work on friday morning, and so my mom said he could fire her then. He was such an ass to her. They're not divorcing or anywhere close to that, he (Like me) is sick of the Clay Aiken obsession. But to tell her he didn't like that she was getting to meet him was one thing. I'm taking my mom's side on this one.

So...that's it. Hoping my schedule won't be fucked up because I won't be in town to fix it. And I'm hoping NWSA sends out schedules BEFORE the day before school starts. Our secretarial staff could not be any more lazy if they tried.

Current Mood: Hectic
Current Music: Pell Mell - Nothing Lies Still Long

:: Nick Wednesday, August 06, 2003 [+] ::