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Apr. 10th, 2007 06:11 amSo, Ari's been bummed out lately about his Zune. He hasn't been able to use it for videos like he was expecting, and overall, it's just not really his cup of tea. Big shock. Biiiig shock.
My dad suggested to him last week that if he could find the box and everything that came with the Zune, he would return it to Costco for him and get him a PSP instead. You can imagine the reaction to that news. I'm sure he went through several pairs of underwear that day.
And so, today, the Zune went away and the PSP came to live with us. At first, he had no good games to play on it, since the game it came with was some crap with a motorcycle, I don't know. He tried to get me to use my Gamestop credits to get him something, but much as I love him, it wasn't going to happen. For, you see, Pokemon Diamond & Pearl come out on the 22nd, and one of them must come home with me that evening. (Fuck you all for judging me. The cuteness is too much to ignore.)
It all turned out okay in the end, because my father came home with some Tekken game. Joy. Rapture. More soiled panties.
I'm actually very happy for the kid. There's nothing in particular I really desperately need to play on the PSP, but it's nice knowing that if something does come up, there's one available to steal.
Mom's going back to work today, I think. Still hasn't gone to the rehab place - denies all memory of ever having called them, apparently. Won't answer my questions about it. She's come down off all the meds now. Promises don't look so easy to keep anymore, it seems. But then, it was all just words. Always, every time, it's just crying and pleading and words.
No wonder I don't trust people.
I can now finally say with certainty that I want her the fuck out of my life. She's a leech, and I'm nearly dried out. I pity her more than I love her.
God, that's sad.
My dad suggested to him last week that if he could find the box and everything that came with the Zune, he would return it to Costco for him and get him a PSP instead. You can imagine the reaction to that news. I'm sure he went through several pairs of underwear that day.
And so, today, the Zune went away and the PSP came to live with us. At first, he had no good games to play on it, since the game it came with was some crap with a motorcycle, I don't know. He tried to get me to use my Gamestop credits to get him something, but much as I love him, it wasn't going to happen. For, you see, Pokemon Diamond & Pearl come out on the 22nd, and one of them must come home with me that evening. (Fuck you all for judging me. The cuteness is too much to ignore.)
It all turned out okay in the end, because my father came home with some Tekken game. Joy. Rapture. More soiled panties.
I'm actually very happy for the kid. There's nothing in particular I really desperately need to play on the PSP, but it's nice knowing that if something does come up, there's one available to steal.
Mom's going back to work today, I think. Still hasn't gone to the rehab place - denies all memory of ever having called them, apparently. Won't answer my questions about it. She's come down off all the meds now. Promises don't look so easy to keep anymore, it seems. But then, it was all just words. Always, every time, it's just crying and pleading and words.
No wonder I don't trust people.
I can now finally say with certainty that I want her the fuck out of my life. She's a leech, and I'm nearly dried out. I pity her more than I love her.
God, that's sad.
