Cash, I think (would have to check to be certain) my uni computer store has nanos and shuffles at an academic discount price -- that is, I know they have 'em because I was just there a couple of days ago getting melty over the colorful cuteness of the shuffles, but I'd need to check on the discount. Even with shipping, they'd probably be a bit less than through a regular store if you wanted me to get them for you (unless you already have access to an academic discount).
I haven't been carded in many years, but last week I was out walking with Emmett and Matilda and we ran into a doctor from work. He stared at Emmett and said, "I had no idea you were old enough to have a son this big!" Uhmmm, not actually my own son, but yes, old enough and then some. He was slightly anomalous, though: people my age and older usually guess properly, and the underestimaters are generally in their 20s and younger.
Does dude not understand that you always guess 29, at least until 50 is an obviously flattering underestimation?
I remember when I turned 29. Nobody believed that I was actually 29.
News Radio is supposed to go up on the iTunes store today.
Odd, considering 40 is the generally accepted traumatic birthday among men. At 30 the red convertible and affair with secretary half one's age is still a long way off for most guys.
I remember when I turned 29. Nobody believed that I was actually 29.
Ooh, I had that too, on my 29th bday. The waiter was all sarcastic about it. Dude, yes, it is the first time!! Wanker.
I get tired of people assuming I'm going to be coy about my age. "So, you're thirty and some months, right?" I look them in the eye and say "I'm 46." This is especially fun when some woman who's obviously older than I am has just gone the "Oh, I'm only 35" route. I get looks of such betrayal.
Ahem.
YOU WEREN'T EVEN THERE.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!
("But you're so mature!")
Nobody has said this about me since I was 2 (and was going around my grandparent's apartment complex telling people I was 5).
""So, you're thirty and some months, right?" I look them in the eye and say "I'm 46."
Well, that's just thirty and 192 months.
