I just got back from Joseph’s house. Yesterday, I woke up worried around nine, hoping to find Office XP. Linh-Nam was leaving for work but left a copy of it under his trash can in his front yard. Joe’s dad picked me up, we picked Office XP (thanks Nam!), and then went to a small store to buy a new stick of RAM. We bought the computer in to have them install it and test it for us. Joseph’s dad left his credit card at home so we waited at the store for him. Then, we were off to Fry’s.
On a tangent, I read that it’s believed that wihthin five years, images displayed on a monitor will be identical to the real image to the human eye at 20/20 vision. Of course, this is when stationary because perspectives won’t move on a monitor.
Anyways, when we got to Fry’s, I checked in the RAM, my laptop, my camera, and the Clie. The young lady doing this was pretty nice, and we talked while in line. She asked me about my name and then showed me her name, which she said was Ukrainian. She said she couldn’t pronounce it correctly, which is funny because I can’t pronounce mine correctly either. She went to CSUDH for one class four years ago. I looked familiar to her, but we couldn’t find any connection.
The guy we talked to about returning the RAM was the same guy we saw before. He asked me if I got the system working yet, and I told him that I did. Joe wanted to buy a backpack while we there, and it worked out to be the exact same price as the RAM we were returning.
Back at Joseph’s house, his dad made us omelettes. I got the computer up and running. Dragging windows around is very choppy, and I’m not sure why, but everything’s working now.
Jaysen picked us up, and we went to Gable House. I did alright, I guess. Jaysen beat us twice, and Joe came in third once. That’s quite odd. Here are the results:

Then, we checked out the WWII store near La Capilla. It was pretty cool. They had an awesome, huge Nazi banner. It was $350 though 🙁 Dinner was tasty… I had two chicken tacos.
After dinner, we went back to Joseph’s house. For a while, we took turns playing Super Mario Bros. while watching the Super Mario Super Show. I made it to Koopa in world 8-4, but he killed me. We decided to play Risk 2210 AD, and while we were setting up, Alex came over. Joseph, Jaysen, Alex, and I started to play. Jaysen had to leave around the second year (Risk 2210 AD has a limit of five turns, called years). We had to change rooms because people were going to bed. Then Josh took over for Jaysen. I wrote him a cool note.
To whom it may concern:
Please excuse Josh for being tired in class. He was up late playing Risk with 3 CAMS alumni.
Peter Anargirou
C/O ’04
I told him to give it to Mr. Jett. I don’t know if he will, but I can hope, lol. During year four Josh had to go to sleep. We left his forces on the map to defend themselves, but did not give that team any new troops, and did not control it aggressively. The final scores were as follows:

I had a great time. It was so much fun. And I swear, I think a lot like Josh. He’s cool too. I guess this was the last time I’ll see Joe or Alex for a while. We finished playing around two o’clock this morning, and Alex gave me a ride home.
And I forgot to mention that while playing, I came up with a name for my cat. Mao Tse-tung. Or Mao for short. Yes. That’s a great fucking name.

I’m very tired. Yesterday, I went to Fry’s with Gonzales to pick up more memory. I visit Fry’s often now, it seems. When we got done, it was around four o’clock so we went to a Korean BBQ place that we’ve been to before. It’s all you can eat and very tasty. I was full for a long time after that. I put the RAM in and turned on the computer, but it didn’t work. I didn’t fool around with any yet because I had Joe’s computer to worry about.
Today, Joe’s dad called me, making very little sense. He wanted Joseph to come be with the computer basically. He was dropped off at my house, and we went to Linh-Nam’s. We got there around 12:30. All sorts of stuff was going wrong. We eventually got the BIOS updated, but it still was working like poop. Linh-Nam had to get going around 3:30 so we called Jon. He didn’t have any advice, and was unable to get together but recommended we call Ryo. Ryo wasn’t home and was probably still in school. We called Gian, and he said we could come over. Linh-Nam gave Joe and I ride over there.
Gian and I fooled around (we fooled around together zomg hhahahhahaa) with Joe’s computer and his computer for a while. Eventually, we got pretty convinced that the RAM in Joe’s was bad. Gian drove us to Joe’s house to pick up his HDD, and then we had a Taco Bell lunch. Windows 98 didn’t want to see the CD-ROM drive so we decided to upgrade Windows. However, he lacked any Windows CDs besides 95. We called Jon, but he wasn’t home. We called Ryo… Joe was pretty funny talking to his family, but Ryo wasn’t home. But Chris was! So… we went to Chris’s house. Chris joined the party! Windows XP obtained! Yes, the day was truly like a video game. Grand Computer Repair (like GTA only so much better)! Throughout the day we had been in Long Beach, Carson, Harbor City, Torrance, and Wilmington. Okay, so back at Gian’s house it was like a zomg computer repair party. And we watched the Super Mario World cartoon followed by some Queer Eye. Chris’s XP CD was only an upgrade but Gian came to the rescue with 95 CD. So all was well. Since Joe’s computer wouldn’t boot from the CD, we installed XP on Joe’s HDD in Gian’s computer. Then, we put it back in Joe’s computer and everything worked fine when using Gian’s RAM. However, it wouldn’t boot with his own RAM. So, we need to exchange RAM… get a XP Home activation crack… and install Office. Quite the adventure. Quite fun. I like how that was the first time I had been to Gian’s house, lol. Around 9:30, Gian drove Joe and I to Joe’s house. I had some soda, was given cheese cake, and driven home by Joe’s mom. Joseph’s dad’s going to pick me up at 10:00 tomorrow. This is some sort of anti-Peter-sleep conspiracy. We’re going to go to some small computer store, get new RAM, and ask them to try it in the computer there. Then, we’ll go to Fry’s and return the old RAM. Then, bowling and dinner. Yes. If Jaysen can pick us up. Yes.

[9/12][21:11:47] <@LostBurner> what computer are you working on, Joe’s?
[9/12][21:12:39] <@TU> Well, Joe has the legal ownership of it. I have physical possession of it. But I think it simply belongs to Satan now.
I created a boot floppy in an attempt to reinstall an OS, but I can’t get the computer to boot off of the floppy drive. It goes to the hard drive no matter what. Now, sometimes when I try to boot it, things power up, but nothing is displayed. However, after clearing the CMOS (and letting it sit at least a minute since the last shutdown), it always displays something even if the boot fails. I found a BIOS update that was released with the following description: “Fixed some DRAM can’t boot only after clear CMOS.” That’s not exactly phrased wonderfully, but that might be describing what’s going on. However, I can’t even get to the floppy. I also don’t trust the computer to stay stable long enough for me to flash the BIOS. Linh-Nam’s been keeping me sane while I complain to him. This is stressing me out a lot, and I’m barely handling it. He said I could bring it to his house today, and he’ll help me with it. I hope we get somewhere.

I accidently saved this post as a draft instead of publishing it. Here it is:
After the next couple days, I don’t want to be anywhere near another computer of Joe’s ever again. It seems like the computer stops somewhere before the memory test, while displaying the name of the BIOS and such. Sometimes, what’s displayed it cut off (mid-phrase). It doesn’t like booting right after being shut down. You have to wait a bit (2 minutes, perhaps). The first motherboard and CPU weren’t compatible with eachother so this is the second motherboard. God, it couldn’t be bad too can it? And of course, I don’t have a working OS installed on my HDD. I’ll have to get boot floppies and find a CD after I wake up.
I have to mail those health forms in or something. Or at least look at them. I think it may have said they have to be in before classes start. If that’s the case, I can turn them in by hand after getting to school. I’m looking forward to school (but not class).
I have a strong urge to play classic Super Mario Bros.
Joe thinks I should be the Princess for Halloween, with Toni and Jay as Mario and Luigi respectively.
I’m going to sleep now again. Sleep is good, but it’s always followed by that crappy awakening. I’ll write soon about my musical dream of antisemitic aliens and my dream about the tigers, flying, brain-washed people, zombies, secret store for the elite, and Samuel. I hope I don’t forget these.

I told Tony that I’d call by the end of the week. I just got off the phone with him. Basically, I told him that my dad doesn’t have the money, won’t talk to me about it, and just gets mad at me when I bring it up. I apologized for him being uncooperative, and told him I didn’t know what else I could do at this point. He told me that if talking doesn’t work, he’ll have to take my dad to court and will ask for money than he’s asking for now. I told him that I’d let my dad know… I don’t think Dad’s ever gonna do anything though. Tony thanked me and asked me to call him if anything changes.

When I got home, Dad was mad at me. I’m self-centered and against him or something. Fuck, I even said I’d take all the money I could out of my account (not the money that his debtors have locked because he fucked me over) to help him out. He got all mad at me, and we ended up yelling eachother. He told to break something, sort of taunting me, so I kicked his monitor off his desk, picked up a picture frame thing, and threw it at him. It hit the shelf next to him and shattered. Apparently, it was one of those designs or something made out of butterfly wings or something. I probably wouldn’t have thrown it had I known. But when I get to that point, I’m no longer thinking, you know? I also yelled out something about wanting to shoot him. So, then I go down the street because I still have to fucking deal with Tony’s dog, Coco. It’s such a fucking nice family. There’s the husband, wife, 14 year old daughter, 11 year old daughter, and 9 year old son. At least, those’re my guesses as to their ages. A really good looking family… really nice. They’ve already paid $1165.81. They didn’t have it either and had to borrow it. They want that soon and in one payment. They’ll accept the rest in payments. The total was $2500 or so, but the bills haven’t been finalized. I explained to them as best as I could my father’s financial situation and that I have no idea what’ll happen but that I’d talk to my dad and see. I told them I’d get back to them by the end of the week.
When I got home, my dad and I ended up fighting again. Jamie (the adult) wanted to talk to me. He told me that he was in the back but could clearly hear me threaten to kill. He just wanted to help me calm down. His mom also ended up talking to me about ways to remain calm or some bull shit. Nice people. I went in the house and asked my mom to stay while I cleaned up the glass so that I could get to my room without fighting some more. Then my dad got mad at me because I turned on the kitchen light or something. I don’t really know. I was trying to get sugar for Jamie. Fuck, I’m really trying. And I don’t know what to do when I get mad. I’m still shaking now. When that shit happens, I wish I could break down and cry or something but I’m not sad. I’m just fucking angry. And the only thing I know to do then is to smash things and hurt things. Alright good bye.

That other dog died. Punctured lung. They’re taking it a pet cemetary today, I think. Burial costs? He went into shock and they were unable to perform sergery before he died. That might mean the cost went down. Poor doggy 🙁

At around 6:20 tonight (9/6), my mom got to my house. I wasn’t expecting her until 7:00 so I wasn’t yet dressed. My dad was in the shower and started banging on my door, yelling at me for not getting the front door. I hadn’t heard anything; I was listening to music. Anyways, I yelled at him for yelling at me, he cussed at me for cussing when my mom was around, and we went back and forth. I went to the door. My brother was there, and my mom was in her car waiting. I let my brother in and go back to my room because I was only wearing a towel. I put pants and a t-shirt and then hear Dad yelling at James. When he was going in and out he let the dog out. Nina bit a dog down the street, Coco. Dad starts yelling about not being able to afford this and refuses to go outside.
So, I’m dressed enough at this point so I go down the street. For those of you know, it’s the nice family a few doors down… asian… girl around 12 and a younger brother. She’s sitting in the grass, holding Coco. He was bleeding, and the wounds were visible, but he seemed fully awake. It appeared to me that the dog would be okay if given medical attention. I apologized for what happened and attempted to act cordially. They didn’t know where a vet was located, and neither did I so I went to talk to my dad. On the way back to my house, I cussed a lot at James.
Dad didn’t know. I talked him into going down there. I was hoping that if we agreed to pay the bills, they would say they didn’t know who owned the dog. I don’t really want to lose Nina. And that bill brings up another point. We don’t fucking have money. Dad goes down there and handles things horribly. He keeps repeating “we never let the dog out of the house,” trying to say it wasn’t our fault. Look, it was James’s fault. That makes it his fault, you know? He left, and I stayed. I wrote down my name, my dad’s name (might have been a mistake), my address, and my telephone number. They found a vet in Lakewood or something and left with Coco wrapped in a towel. Then, we went back to the house.
I don’t really know exactly what happened at this point. I yelled at James a lot. Apparently, he was scared to come in the house because he thought I’d hurt him. And mom’s of course on his side. Dad’s just sort of freaked out because he doesn’t have money. James started crying, and I yelled at him more. Oh, and earlier my mom wanted me to stay until Wednesday, which puts difficulty into my life because I need to build that computer for Joseph. At this point I started yelling in general at everyone because, well, I was mad at everyone by now for different reasons. On top of all that, my dad doesn’t handle anger well, and will only fight my anger with his own. I can deal with that. But I knew that when I went to my mom’s house, I’d catch hell from her for yelling and cussing. So, how’d I deal with that? I cussed about what she and Pete were going to do to me. I then went to my room, slammed my door, and threw a cup at the door which broke. I had been shaking for a while, and I was shaking then. I needed to do more damage. It’s a good way to release anger. But I didn’t know what to break.
I continued packing up my stuff but rather slowly. My dad had to go pick up my Uncle Billy, who lost his license, and took James with him. My mom said she’d wait outside. It took me a long time to get my shit together. I also talked to Nina for a while. She might not understand words, but she knew I was being affectionate. She was scared because of all the yelling, and I was scared that we’d lose her. I was also worried and mad about the financial responsibility, but I wasn’t really scared about that because I knew that had to be. I fed Nina dog food, and then, gave her a hot dog because I figured she’d like it. I was still shaking by that point but didn’t know what else to do. I guess I have anger management issues, so I’ve been told, and I’ve seen a few therapists for it at different times in my life. Therepists piss me off. There was nothing I could do really so I went and got in the car.
My mom talked to me some, but I wasn’t really in trouble. When we got to her house, I talked to Pete while she went to the supermarket. We had a nice discussion about politics, which I enjoyed. I found that their wifi is down for some odd reason so there goes Internet access.
I called Dad, and he said that the dog’s owner called but that he didn’t want to answer the phone. He gave me their number, and I called them. Coco is in surgery tonight, and the vet hospital will call them at 1:00 AM tomorrow (9/7). They already paid $900, and the total estimate was between $1200 and $1800. I tried to act as nice as possible. He asked me when I was going to be home, and I told him Wednesday. He said by then they should have all the bills, and I told him that I’d call him when I get back.
I don’t really want my dad to deal with them. I don’t think he can help. Coco was on a leash in their yard, but was not being held. We’re equally responsible then financially, and could probably split the bill although they want us to pay in full. However, if we push wanting to split the bill, I think they could push to put Nina down. I rather pay in full and have them not mention to any authority what dog did it. And I don’t even know if dogs are put down for attacking other dogs. Nina’s a great dane / pit bull mix. Pit bulls aren’t exactly loved by most people. But it’s not like we have any extra fucking money, you know? I don’t know why I’ve typed that so many times in an entry that isn’t targeted at anyone.
I have about five grand at CitiBank. I was in an accident as a child, and I was awarded money that was put in a locked account until I’m 18. Three grand of that is locked for some other reason now. Some bill collector or something did it. Now, I don’t have any outstanding personal bills so I guess they’re holding part of my funds because of something my dad did. I don’t know. But I think there’s still about $2000 I can get to. I don’t know though. I’ve never looked into it. I guess I need to get ID when I back and withdraw all the money I can. I haven’t talked to Dad about that though.
And without Internet access, I’ll have to call Joseph tomorrow. My mom said we can go to Fry’s tomorrow to price stuff and look at the specials, and then I’ll come Wednesday, which means I can go to Joseph’s Thursday. I’ll have to make sure that’s okay with him. I have a doctor’s appointment at 8:30 tomorrow morning, and I’m not looking forward to that either. At least I’m not mad anymore. I mean, I suppose I’m mad, but I have myself under control for now. So doctor’s appointment Tuesday, come home Wednesday, Joseph’s Thursday and possibly Friday, Gonzales maybe Saturday if everything’s squared away with Joseph. I don’t know. And I don’t know whether we (or I, if my dad refuses to talk) should bring up wanting to split the bill with those people or not.
For now, I’m going to sit in the dark in my brother’s room at my mom’s house and watch X-Japan’s Last Live concert.
10:33 AM on 9/7:
I went to bed at 11:30 last night. It’s been so long since I’ve gone to bed and woken woken up on a different day. I didn’t really have much energy though. I woke up 3:14, was amused that I woke up at pi, had some apple juice, went to bathroom, and drank some water. I didn’t fall back asleep until 5:00 or so. I had mild heart burn and felt like throwing up. My mom woke me up at 6:45 to go to the doctor’s.
I liked the doctor at least. I’m about 165 lbs and 5’8″ or so. I got my meningococcal vaccine and a tetanus-diphtheria vaccine booster. I dislike shots but whatever. When my mom was giving the doctor my family’s medical history, she said that every male on her father’s side of the family except for her father himself has been a smoker and died in their 40s due to smoking related problems. The same goes for my mom’s mother’s side except that they die in their 50s. Apparently, my family doesn’t smoke well. I’m 20/40 in my left eye so I need to get my vision tested in full. This didn’t come up, but on the subject, I haven’t been to the dentist in a year, and I need to get braces as well. My blood pressure was rather high too but not insanely high. My step-dad plugged the wifi in this morning, but it’s not working. Fun fucking times. And my mom’s house is so quiet at night. I could hear the ringing in my eyes pretty loudly. I know a lot of people get that, but I’m told it’s still not normal, and that it’s due to listening to music too loudly. I think my hearing test went alright though.
11:16 AM on 9/7:
I fooled around a little with the network. I patched in but couldn’t obtain an IP address. Eventually, I conflicted with another computer, which let me know what IPs they were using. Then figured out the router’s IP, was able to log in to it, and gave myself access.

Went to Christine’s last night with Linh-Nam. It was good to see her and just to hang out. Just sitting around… talking… watching cartoons… felt very familiar =D
And Linh-Nam beat me in UT2004. 2-1 NOW NAM!
Stupid girl. I miss you, Christine =/ Drop out of college and stay down here. Women don’t need educations anyways.

Went to Joe’s today to check out his computer. He’ll need a new mobo, RAM, and CPU. We talked for a while about various subject, watched music videos, listened to mp3s, and watched some Excel Saga. I tried having him repeat lyrics of a jrock song which was in English, and he was able to repeat maybe eight. I met his friend, Mark, who seems pretty cool. He brought over his new (used) upright bass to tune. Pretty cool.