Its all about balance, people
Jan. 24th, 2007 11:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yesterday in the middle of the family's TV-time, the Best Friend pops his head through the window and grins at me. My grandpa starts making not so innocent comments about the possible nature of a visit at such an hour (it was eight, but he's old fashioned, what can I do?), so sensing the air shift that indicated the growing need to show to the BF the family's collection of shotguns in a unkindly way, I stepped out to find out what form of torture was he to impose on me this time around... a CD as it turns out to be.
But not a bad one, actually he brought it as a peace offering. Since I've been bitchy and snappy at him since the HTML adventure, he decided he would not wait until things escalated and we ended up not talking to each other at all. The aforementioned peace offering is "A Beautiful Lie" by 30 Seconds to Mars, which means that the BF is automatically forgiven for any past mishaps. Unfortunately it only grants him that, the greedy boy was hoping it would allow him some leeway in the near future, but of course in order to get that he would have gotten me, mm… I don’t know, "V for Vendetta" he knows I've been pinning for that DVD for a while now, but apparently I'm not the only one incapable of dragging my ass to buy it. I know, its mean from me, but its my prerogative, he was mean to me too!
So thought I'd let ya know the highlight first. On the other hand, today I HAVE to go talk to the resident asshole (remember the idiot that nearly fried my laptop?) because my Photoshop ain’t working and I've been stuck with PhotoImpact, which isn’t so bad in itself, but it isn't PSP either, and that is a bad thing. I shoulda known last night, things were about to get ugly... I mean for such a sweet thing as a peace offering to come my way? The universe has got to have nasty plans for me, or else things would go unbalanced and we cannot have that, now can we universe?
That said, I’m off to make some phone calls... I need my dad to explain to me again why I'm not supposed to go killing people, no matter how much I want to ::sight::