Monday, March 28, 2005

Using WordPad right now and I'll be glad when I get a copy of Werrrrd installed on this thing. I keep staring at the little pie chart of all the free disk space I now have. It's intoxicating. Still have to remember that I've got an old computer though. Yesterday I installed The Sims2, which requires a minimum processing speed of 800 MHz and mine's 400, oops. Didn't run for shit and I promptly uninstalled it. I prolly don't need the distraction anyway. I have a somewhat addictive personality and I could waste my life away in front of computer games as I've done in the past. Got into Hexen and then DukeNuke'Em, and the first Sims. I used to love first-person shoot-'em-ups. With the Sims I finally gave up because it was too hard, too much like real life. I couldn't get them to earn enough money and keep their comfort levels high enough. Finally, this one Sim I made, I had him in his little house and took away his door and his toilet. Then I put the game on fast-forward and watched him wet himself and finally expire. My brother said, "That's just wrong."

The thing about video games is, it's not a *constructive* hobby. You don't have anything to show for the time you spent. I dunno. I mean, even with t.v., I can knit while I'm watching, y'know? (And honestly, I've accomplished far less knitting since I gave up television.)

Yesterday was my stuck pig day. Whoa, I'm surprised I'm still upright. Sure don't want to go anywhere today. :-(

Oh, I was looking at eyeglass frames the other day, and I saw some frames that looked like ones I'd worn in junior high. Big, plastic, ugly things. The salesperson informed me that they're back. Oh holy shit. Well, I didn't wear bell-bottoms the second time around, and I'm not wearing these either. Lordy.

I did wear bell-bottoms in the 70's. I had a pair of cordory hip-hugging bell-bottoms, and I remember how the hems flapped around my ankes when I walked. I also remember wearing a pair of white, knee-high go-go boots that I wore with miniskirts. I was all that and a bag of chips.

posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 10:45 AM

1 Comments:

At 11:58 AM, Blogger Balwearie said...

Bell bottoms I can deal with. I'm not opposed to a bit of a platform on the shoe if it's tasteful. I seem to remember having black boots instead of white ones.... so much more practical I'm sure (gee thanks mom!). But the chunky plastic frames? *makes horking noise like cat with hairball* I wouldn't mind having some glasses like my first pair -- copper-coloured, narrow, w/ a sort of elongated octagonal shape.

By the way, if you can find it, a good what-if book about the Nazis winning is "Making History" by Stephen Fry.

 

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