The old laptop issue

I mentioned to Mom that I want to get a new laptop. Her response went something like, "You keep mentioning that. Isn't a laptop purchase long overdue?" (Okay, not really, but that was my interpretation.)

The problem is, every time I start on the search for a new laptop I get stuck with too many options, and by the end of my search, I decide to just trek on a little longer with my 1.2 GHZ processor and possibly reformat it again when I get back in Berzerks. I hate shopping for techy things. It took me eons to pick out my camera (which I <3, so I guess that was a good thing) and it'll probably take me some more eons to pick out a new computer. The other annoying bit about techy things is that prices change with the seasons. Case in point (what does that phrase even mean? You make your point with a case?) Camera that I got for 500 or so a year ago? I go home and my mom triumphantly announces that my brother has recently got the same camera for oh, around 300.

I just checked my C drive. I only have 1.22 GB left of free space on there. (27GB harddrive) HMM. What do I even have on there?! I don't know. Possibly overdue for a clean-up slash.. I wonder if my external harddrive will work tommorow. SIGH. Electronics are so so so so bipolar. Love-hate relationship.

Umm. Ok. Wasted enough time for today.
So why not jump off the high-dive and go for the Apple?

"Mom, is 2000 dollars too much for a laptop?"
"Yes."
"okay."

So.. I guess that leaves me with.. Option 1: Macbook..
1) change? Mac Os X .. as great as people make it sound.. means.. adapting? What if i don't like stacks? D:
2) GLOSSY SCREEN? Big HMMM.
3) What's the deal with Leopard OS and Photoshop?? I tried looking this up but I just got confused. Universal blahblah CS 3 blah. By the way.. is it just me or does it seem like everyone obtains photoshop from less than legal means?
4) I think if I owned one I'd treat it like a baby.. they seem fragile (whether or not that is true.. i don't know)
5) bootcamp!!! cool.

Option 2: Some other PC (THERE ARE TOO MANY)
My parents are rooting for the <1000 Dells
I mean.. I guess, but
1) Vista? Hm... + or - ?? Though there is an option to go XP on Dell website (yeah but.. that's so counterintuitive!)
2) .... it's not as pretty? D: (bad reasoning)
3) probably will be bulkier.. ?? (probably another bad reason)

Indecision = No action = I think I'm going to be at a stalemate for a little while longer.

Time to move on to better things.

Oh. I let my Mom know that after I graduate no one's going to want to hire me so I'm going to open a shoe store which will accompany Joan's boba shop and Rebekah's Korean restaurant.
Mom: "You're graduating in..?"
Me: "two and a half years?"
Mom: "didn't you say that a year ago?"
Me: "you really wanted me to graduate early?"
Mom: "..no..(something about staying longer so i could double major in something).."
Me: "Yeah, English?"
Mom: *chuckling* *proceeds to tell Dad that he's going to be investing in my shoe store when I graduate. Dad shows little response*

Dad ignores me when I'm being an idealist. Hmmmm I wonder why.

My brother brings out the, screaming and yelling and pillow-tossing while i'm watching strongbad emails, immaturity in me. Ah, to be nineteen. And home.

For some reason I break out into uncontrollable laughter at the weirdest times.
Mom goes through the laundry and finds clean stuff with dirty stuff...
"esther, where did you get this from? *holds up sheets*"
"from your room?"
"They're clean!!"
*I burst out laughing* (what's wrong with me? i'm definitely insane.. Mom looks amused)
*trying to talk* "well i wanted to add .. more.. to the.. pile..."
Mom compliments my logic in going to find more things to put into the laundry but reminds me to ask whether or not the things are clean and dirty. I keep laughing.

Then it's who gets to wash the dishes.
At first Mom says "okay Esther you clean up the kitchen."
Me "What? okay."
I start to wash the dishes and realize my burnt thumb and hot water don't go together well: "MOOMMMM i can't wash dishes my thumb hurtssss"
My brother starts laughing at me and mocking me and I start laughing and protesting against his mockery....
After awhile (i think she was sorting through the messed up laundry) Mom speaks
"Okay Joseph go wash dishes"
"NOOOOOOOOOO" and we both start cracking up..
I don't know how my Mom takes us seriously when we both laugh so much*

So I run upstairs, Mom attempts to get my brother to go wash the dishes, who runs into my room:
"MY THUMB HURTSSS I CANT WASH THE DISHESSSSSS..!!! well guess what MY DOG ATE MY HOMEWORKKK!!!"

And I still can't hear the sink water running. :D

oh there it goes
Brother is trying to use my line and pointing at my ridiculousness*
"*whine* Mommaa my finger hurts"
"don't lie ha."

* (my thumb really does hurt and I WILL do the dishes tommorow) -_-