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Monday, May 22, 2006

The evils of Technology

So, after Stais has shown me up numerable times on the whole technology end, I thought I would finally get into the game and get a DVD burner so I could make some movies and maybe burn some episodes of West Wing I can get off Itunes. Of course it took me an hour to figure out how to get the damn thing to work, then it still is having trouble with the fucking sound card. So, like an idiot I thought, "Well, let's just get some more DDR memory to make the damn thing fail just a little faster." The whole thing is just pissing me off.

I've also decided to buy a house. I know I've kicked the idea around forever, but now is the time. I cannot stand to live where I am any longer. I need a house. Can't afford it, but I have this need to get the hell out of this apartment complex. Of course, that means that I've decided that I'm staying in Southern Indiana. I have no friends here, outside of work. I have no family here. I have cats. And I've decided to stay. I kind of wonder if my moving up in the company isn't a pipe dream. Something the bosses will feed me to keep my ass motivated. But either way, it isn't for a few years yet and I cannot live in this place any longer, or in any other apartment. I need a backyard to let the kids hunt and so I can play with my garden and get some sun. I need a neighborhood that I can meet the neighbors and we can have polite meaningless conversations over the fence. I will be in debt for the rest of my life, but I need to take this step.

Ahh the responsibilities of grown ups.

Saw the folks this weekend. My sisters are plotting behind their backs to clean the house and buy them different pieces of hardware to spruce the house up. I'm a little worried about my mother as well. She is forgetting a lot more. Her doctor said it is either normal forgetfulness or the beginnings of dementia. What a happy fun thought. I don't know what to do. There is no hand guide for our parents after they get old enough. I asked her if there was a test she wanted to take, but she wants to wait until she gets some more work done on her book. Meanwhile, I just get to wait and worry.

I'll leave with my favorite picture from Ireland. I could get lost here. If I had seen an empty house around this place, I would have crawled in and hid so I would never have had to come back. I may still do it.


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