my mom is going to drive me crazy

my sister's laptop broke, so we're helping her get a macbook/ipod touch combo with my student discount. basically, my mom is doing a pretty good job of being the most effin' impossible person to work with. the following are the text message convos that happened over the past 2 days (she texts me at work like every 5 minutes - ARGHHHH!). commentary in italics:

monday:

mom: channon and i want to get christina a mac. she need laptop because hers broke. do u have discount?

me: she said she doesnt want 2 get one until she goes back 2 school. so ittl last longer

me: but ya. up til sept 15 i get 100 bucks off and a free ipod //it's a pretty sweet deal

mom: can i pick you up after work today and we go to mac store?

me: we can wait until the weekend //usually my sister takes eons to decide what she wants, and i wanted to make sure she wanted a macbook. if you get her something she doesn't want, even if it's nice, she won't fake appreciation and this usually pisses off my mom.

me: ask christina if its ok. she might want 2 pitch in too. //she told me she wanted to spend about 500 for a cheap laptop.

mom: i want to surprise her. //usually a baad idea with christina

me: she might b more mad than happy

mom: can i use your discount? if not its ok. //which in momspeak means, to spite me, she'll go and get the macbook without me = without discount. and she's a tech retard/easily suckered, so this is not good.

time for damage control. i called channon (my other sister) to talk things over with her and we fixed things. in the end, i was gonna be sly about seeing if christina really wanted a macbook (i kno she wants an ipod touch), and we were all gonna split the cost. when i came home from work, christina was looking at macbooks and she really wanted to get one. she was talking about ordering it online by wednesday because she's leaving next monday, so it was time for plan b. i said, "think about it a little more because i'm pretty sure you can get the deal in stores too. that gives you until friday to decide." i said i'd help her look at options at work tomorrow (today) to help her decide. phew!

tuesday:

me: she wants one. want 2 pick me up 2day and get it?

mom: k //so far so good

me: i have my bike so bring one of the restaurant table cloths in the garage //she's really anal about getting her car dirty. my dad has a restaurant. we don't jack table cloths.

mom: can u bike home first or we can go 2morrow //see? but if i go home first and then we both leave, then christina will get suspicious.

me: No she said she was gonna get it by wed

mom: did u tell her we were going 2 get it 4 her?

me: No. me n channon talked. i pay 100, chris pays 400, chan pays 500, and you pay 200. that way everybodys happy.

mom: how did u know chris wan it

me: because i'm cool. i have 2 work now. ill b back at 5. pleasant hill.

mom: i don want ur bike in the car //MASSIVE EXPLOSION OF BAD WORDS IN MY HEAD

maybe i'm just tired, but hot damn. i had to get this out so that i wouldn't be pissed at work.

question.

do lady suicide bombers get 50 virgins after they die, too?http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080728/ap_on_re_mi_ea/iraq

People suck.

I was riding BART to work the other day, and lately it's been packed. I dunno if its the gas prices, or the heat, or whatever, but there's never an open seat on the morning train anymore. Basically, this means that I get to work grumpy because I don't get to nap on the way to work anymore.

The train was as crowded as ever yesterday--no open seats again--and this prego chick got on at a stop. The effed up thing is that NO ONE got up to give her a seat for a couple stops. I would have, but I was standing too. Finally, a retarded person in a seat by the doors got up, so I let prego know that a seat was open.

How messed up is it that a retarded lady had to give up her seat to a pregnant girl on the train? Kinda makes me afraid to like have a heart attack or something on BART. Mofos would probably keep minding their own business, or take pictures with their cell phone cameras. Nice world we live in.

More bad new. I gotta take the GREs this Saturday. Wish me luck.

I wanna end on a good note, so I'll just say that there's a company picnic this Sunday with free booze. AND I found out that my boss isn't gonna be there, so :)

books are fun to reading

these are the books i've read so far this summer (and enjoyed):

The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
A Thousand Splendid Suns - Khaled Hosseini
Choke - Chuck Palahniuk
The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid - Bill Bryson
Persepolis - Marjane Satrapi
Persepolis 2 - Marjane Satrapi
Double Cross - James Patterson

these are the books i've read so far this summer (and not enjoyed)

Kaplan's GRE Comprehensive Program
Princeton Review: Cracking the GRE

Funny thing...

...happened on the way to work yesterday. I was riding my bike to BART, as always, and everything was going great. It was unusually warm out for 7 in the morning, I was listening to my iPod in one ear, jamming out to some Jason Mraz, and I wasn't tired as hell like I was all week. I turned onto a big street and I dunno why, but I didn't notice a bunch of broken beer bottles in the road ahead of me. I was about to veer left into the street, but there was a car, so I turned right really fast instinctively. Right into a metal pole. I wasn't going that fast, but momentum conservation (engineering nerd, whatever) was enough to throw me off my bike onto the sidewalk. I didn't really get hurt (couple cuts on my hands and legs), but my ego took a pretty good hit cuz I'm pretty sure that some people saw me fly off my bike from their cars.

It made me late to work cuz I had to put the chain back on and bend some stuff back the way it was supposed to be, but things worked out because my supervisor was in a meeting and didn't notice what time I came in. Plus, I was so pumped from the circumstances that I didn't need my morning cup of coffee.

Eff people who don't clean up after themselves. And to all you people who got a good laugh on your way to work, you're welcome.

TLC, not tasty little crackers

Wow. Thank you God for this marvelous 21st birthday. A final, a drug/alcohol test, and a sunburn. What else you got for me?

Dogs ARE smrt

My dog, Suki, is normally the feistiest little bitch (it's techinically correct here) ever and doesn't like new people. As soon as they come in, she starts barking, and if they try to hold her, she snaps at them, starts shivering, and/or tries to get away.

That's why what just happened is sooooo weird. An old family friend just came to visit, and what shocked us all was that Suki didn't bark once AND even jumped into the friend's lap and sat there for a while, calm as ever. It's the first time she's ever done anything like that. She still doesn't even like my dad.

I've always heard that dogs are smart and they can tell when people like them, but I never thought it applied to chihuahuas--they're mean as hell to everyone. Our friend is at med school studying to become a pediatrician, she loves animals, and she's the gentlest, sweetest person ever. It's weird, but I think Suki picked up on that. I'm still in shock.

Ivan is a...

Corporate whore. I got a summer internship with Bechtel, and I'm gonna be working on the BART retrofitting project for earthquake safety. Woohoo.

This has been such a crazy semester, with all the stuff that went down at school and at home. Surprisingly, everything looks like it's tying together nicely. Go figure.

What the deuce.

Something really really pissed me off today and this is what resulted during fluids lecture. It's pretty funny now. I'll rant about it later when it doesn't matter anymore.

the truth hurts.

i just realized that i've been at school, on average, 9-12 hours a day for the past couple weeks. ouch.