The last few minutes have been some of the weirdest I've had with my dad. Why?
He's contemplating on getting a PS3.
(Yes, I am a shallow piece of shit. He's honestly considers me a computer expert. Though I learned most of it from him. And I'm definitely far from it. Anyway, we tend to connect over shit like this.)
Well, okay. Originally he thought it was a xbox 360 elite, but I had to tell him that an elite doesn't have blu-ray. (To my personal dismay, because I'd rather have a 360, but this is for him.)
First though, he asked me to help him find some upgrade parts for his hp pavilion a210n, took forever but I got all his parts.
(though their on my wish-list on THIS computer... He should have gone ahead and ordered them.)
Anyway, he's probably not going to remember even wanting to get a PS3. That's just how impulsive he is sometimes.
But, the main reason he even thought of it is because the aunt I'm going to go visit in 2 days has one. He got to watch some blu-ray on it and he liked it, the games are just a little bonus for him. Well, more like me because I'll probably be the one picking out games for him.
I only really say anything because its just so... Random and weird.
My dad... Sometimes he's a angry bear. Sometimes he's very friendly. And in this case...
He's very...Uh... Yeah, impulsive.
(No, I don't mean to insult him in this journal. I'm just pointing out a strange little quirk of his.)
Anyway. I should end with something a little more... ME. :D
TIME FOR MORE GMOD FUCKERY!
Just try and yiff me motha-fucka.
Anyway, that's all! I leave this Wednesday for Texas.