HFCS: effika’s blog

I see KMorg’s main skin is beginning to take a little shaping up. I do hope that little box that tells me all about my account stays. That’s informative and nifty. :-)

Before I left my dad bought me some expensive headphones for my comp. Now I can finally take advantage of my ubergood soundcard. I’m listening to the new Lifehouse cd, <em>Stanley Climbfall</em>, that Ryan got me for Christmas on my comp right now (he also got me <em>Ender’s Game</em>, by Orson Scott Card, quite a surprise. I’d mentioned wanting it a long time ago and never realized he might remember). It sounds even better than the system in my car– a good feat. I’m wanting to save up and buy a nice 5.1 set of speakers for when I am at home. I’ve got so much other stuff I want to buy (new hsf and ramsinks for my video card, new hsf for my cpu, a stick of ram) that those will probably have to wait a while. I need to get a job this summer so I can help keep myself in an appartment when I go to pharmacy school in OKC, but I imagine a good portion of the first month’s paycheck will be spent buying my comp good stuff. Of course, all that only adds up to about 120bucks on newegg, so I’m hoping I’ll have moer left over than that.

Today Ryan took back SimGolf to Babbages, thinking he’d use the credit there to buy their used copy of Harvest Moon for the N64. Sales guy looks and looks for the copy, and it turns out they don’t have it. After that suckage, we went across the parking lot to FunCoLand, where we found a copy of Harvest Moon for the PSone, another one he’d wanted. I still can’t seem to find a cart of Claymates for the SNES. It’s such a fun game , and the rom isn’t fun w/o an snes controller.

Ryan and I nearly got killed today on the way back from OKC. Some van decided it would pull out from the shoulder without looking, and we almost got smashed between them and the cars behind us. Scared us shitless.

Paul got back today! A friend of his dad’s went up with him and his padre to help take all his stuff up there (as there was a dance competition in OKC his father and father’s friend so he had an excuse to go help Paul). The friend wondered if Ryan was a girl… that’s the 4th time in recent memory that Ryan has been mistaken for a girl. I wonder if it’s getting to him any. I know it’s spurring his desire to lift weights.

It’s 2.30am and I wish I could go to sleep right now, but I can’t. I really messed up my sleeping schedule during the break.