¹: Or the digestive penalty of your choice...
Tijuana Tap Water. IJS.
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¹: Or the digestive penalty of your choice...
Tijuana Tap Water. IJS.
So, it turns out the japanese restaurant down the street has WiFi.
I know this, because my wireless connection is still fucked, and my Tivo is now freeloading off of theirs.
Domo. I should go order some food sometime, I really should. It would only be polite.
"Math is hard."
Don't say that too loud. A certain roommate of mine might here you.
Hee. Japanese restaurant wifi? That seems funny. I mean, coffeeshop sure, but...are people surfing while they eat their sushi?
People are annoying the hell out of me. When you say you'll ship in 4-6 weeks, I'm obviously hoping for 4. And when you say 7? PISS ME OFF. When you agree to meet me at 8pm? Saying at 8:30 you'll be there at 9? PISSES ME OFF. President Bush eating up the primetime TV for no reason? PISSES ME OFF. Harumph.
People are annoying the hell out of me. When you say you'll ship in 4-6 weeks, I'm obviously hoping for 4. And when you say 7? PISS ME OFF.
I'm so with you on this! We ordered an extra lens for our microform scanner-reader-printer nearly a year ago. I was so excited when they FINALLY delivered it today...until I discovered that IT'S THE SAME LENS WE ALREADY HAVE, not the larger one we ordered. We paid for this probably nine months ago. Argh!
I just had my tryout at Princeton Review. It went OK, I guess. Not spectacular, but I wasn't terrible, either.
Eeek! The Good Date is on his way over to my place for the first time. I don't know why this makes me so nervous.
Hey there. We went to Davis Square but did not make it into NERAX tonight- I was feeling too fragile (and I think Tom was too, to be honest) to try to fight the crownds tonight. But we had a nice walk, and had a beer at Redbones, and bought some nice stuff at the fancy beer store for our own stash. Tom is in the shower, we changed the sheets to Egyptional cotton, and we'll be going to sleep soon.
Cindy, things did get better when I got home - I self medicated on a little bit o'weed and that actually helped quite a lot with relaxing and breathing and my stomach ache. It also helped me polish off entirely too much delicious bittersweet chocolate, but, hell, it was a tough day.
Yay Jen! Too bad we're in for the night or I'd be tempted to do a nosy neighbor walk! Have fun. It will be awesome.
Our choir director just called to say that one of our members who's been dealing with a variety of different medical issues (TIAs, a rare blood disease, etc.) took a turn for the worse and died last night.
Her name was Margaret. I think she was in her 60's. She used to sit next to me in the alto section, though since I was a newish choir member, I didn't know her super well. But I know she was a gentle, thoughtful lady with a powerful voice. Her grandfather was the architect who designed our church, and she often spoke of his legacy with pride. She was a poet, and she just had a book of her work published through a local small press. I have the flyer announcing it somewhere in the stack of papers next to my computer, and I planned to buy it next month, when I'm expecting a bit of an uptick in my income. I wish I'd splurged earlier, so I could have read her work and talked to her about it while she was here.