Studio Blog #5 I guess?

Another fortnight, another blog. My apologies for this one being a few days late, my brother has been rather severely ill and I haven't really felt like blogging.

Update: So looking at others blogs I guess this is 9 days late, instead of 2 days? My bad, spring-break threw me for a loop, I didn't think it counted on our two week counter. It's my first considerably late blog, so I think I'll be ok (Given, and I hate to be the guy that points at others again, but given the update schedule shown on other blogs, I think I'm downright punctual. You know who you are ;P) Doctor Hallock, if you are going to penalize this blog a point for tardiness, please let me know so we can discuss it.

So yeah, I sit here, writing once again. My computer is still screwed, pretty sure my MOBO is more or less dead. As long as I don't try and play any games, the very thing I built this $3200 God in my bedroom for, it only crashes occasionally. To add to this my fiancé has apparently lost the extended warranties I purchased for all my parts, which is in this instance going to cost me about $250, and in the future cost me thousands. This is less than ideal. I finally got her to look for them, (when we moved apartments we put a ton of our stuff into storage as the place we moved into was already furnished, and it's nearly impossible to get her to pick through it.) and the poor girl was nearly in tears at her inability to find them, so I guess i'm just going to have to let this one go. That's a big part of relationships - yes something wrong has happened, but you can be pissed about it and call that its own reward (and it really isn't), or you can let it go and move on. I constantly use the ring on her finger to remind myself that I've decided she's a girl worth letting things go for. Letting stuff go isn't really in my nature.

I also wanted to apologize for my blog-length-nazi behavior. I swear that I had read the syllabus, and that the only criteria it had for the blogs was a 1000 word length. Having now reread the syllabus, i'm uncertain where I got that from. It's not really in my nature to do more work than is required, yet I've been filling every blog to the maximum length. I think I'll aim for a nice rounded 750 today.
The Mrs. Just came home with groceries I had to carry in, so that totally disrupted my thought process. On the plus side, nice cold beer now! You know, sometimes she's in the other room, and I hear her talking to me, and it's like "You know I can't hear what you're saying over that distance," yet she still continues to talk! Then sometimes she'll storm into the room asking why I'm not answering her. Madness!

It's very interesting, melding your life with someone, trying to get used to their individual idiosyncrasies. Lord knows it must be hard to get used to mine. Whenever we're having a fight and she feels like she's reaching a breaking point, I try to remind her that this is just what human relationships are like. Sure if she was with someone else she might not be fighting about issue X or Y, but she'd be fighting about A or B, or E or F, or any other letter or character you want to throw out there. Love is a battlefield! Human relationships are hard, messy things. Just the hormones we illicit in each other alone are enough to drive you half way to madness. Dealing with the differences in personalities takes you the rest of the way.

I'm not decrying the whole process though - infact, I love it. I wouldn't want to be with someone I melded perfectly with - it'd just be boring. I mean really, without the occasional angry sex/makeup sex, life would be a lot duller. Which isn't to say that's the only good sex we have, it's just particularly...spicy. I'll leave it to the readers to define spicy themselves.

So I had wanted to get her a laptop for her birthday/our anniversary, 4/20 & 4/22 respectively. However, I have certain standards for a laptop, and the cheapest I found that was tolerable was $960. She caught wind of this, and poo-poo'd on the whole thing. Apparently I'm not allowed to spend that much of our money on her. I said, hey, $500 of that is on you, the rest is to upgrade the laptop to something I can use as well. That argument did NOT fly. So now I'm back to the drawing board and I really just...have no motivation left. I had the perfect gift, something she needed, something she'd use every day, something I needed as well, both for work and play, and something we're missing (The awful laptop you see me use in class each day is borrowed/stolen from a friend who eventually wants it back.)
We were meant to go to the Renaissance fair today, and afterwards visit my ill brother who lives in Temple Terrace, but as it was rained out we didn't go. I feel bad now, that I wasn't willing to make the drive exclusively to visit my brother.
So I noticed that I've already got a grade for blog responses, and it's the only grade in the gradebook for that. Does that mean we're off the hook on blog responses? Or could I get that very unpleasant 3/5 raised were I to both continue giving blog responses, and up the quality of them? Let me know Doctor Hallock, or I'll ask in class tomorrow.
Well, I've gone well over, and now sit at 999 words, including the update I added, so hey, I'm now apparently an overachiever! 1000!
Oh man, my 1000th word was the word 1000, that tickles me. This brings it to 1016.