Brettia

Boredom has become a habit for me. That’s what happens when you have only a few core hobbies I guess. When one gets frustrating, they all do, and you don’t want to do anything anymore. Eventually I need to work on the course registration system (CRS) for Mr. Trapani, and then I have to do an extra credit web page project for social studies, and then I have to do a PowerPoint presentation for biology. Three technology-related projects, and I don’t want to do any of them, having spent most of my time in the past several days in front of a CRT.

I should be happy since I made a good deal of money over the weekend, what with $40 from my parents for chores (they owed me from past weeks) and an unexpected $50 from the neighbor whose dog I had to take care of. I’m up to somewhere around $150. Also, I was able to finally cut a deal with my parents in order to purchase a computer of my OWN (mine, all mine!). I have to come up with $600 first, though, and then most of my income will go to paying the monthly payment for it. Only problem is, I won’t have that much money until March 13th at my current rate. Grim.

The only thing I can think of doing to raise money is to design and maintain websites for people, but I’m finding it hard enough to design and maintain the three that I already have, so adding more to the roster might overload my circuits. I will get $100 from my mom’s co-worker for taking care of her plants and stuff from Thanksgiving to New Year’s, though, which helps a lot. And I can’t complain about the current $20/week arrangement with my parents for cleaning the house, which is really generous in itself. My thinking is that, if I make $80/month, then that will cover even the most expensive PC (Dell’s go up to about $65/month. I met a guy not long ago who said that he can get nice Dell and IBM laptops for as low as $600, though I don’t know the specifications. I’d rather not take any of those kind of deals, though, since you never know what you’ll get with them.

If only my parents were a bit more technologically oriented, like me, then things would be different. My mom uses a computer all day, though, and she doesn’t really want to come home and use one some more, and my dad just plays spy-ware stuffed games like PartyPoker over the Internet. I think he would really appreciate a new machine, though I know my selfish half won’t let me share my new computer much, in the event that I get one. If only I had $8,000, then I could get one of those tricked out Voodoo boxes, with custom paint and clear sides and ultra high-end components. If only, if only…

In other news, I read the latest Redwall book, Loamhedge, over the last week. It was really good, though I didn’t want to finish it, knowing that I’d have to wait another year or more for the next one to come out. I really have outgrown the books, but I read them anyway just because they were the first major series that I liked. I’ve read all fifteen.

Loamhedge has given me the writing bug again, but I’m afraid to sit down and try to write anything since the usual result of such an action is frustration and a month of writer’s block. Most of the time I attribute my inability to write fiction to a lack of experience and knowledge to draw off of, but I increasingly have a problem with rewording things over and over again until it’s so muddled even I cannot discern what I was trying to say in the first place.

Eggplant.