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Severe meltdown Saturday. Which was okay -- at least in the end I finally got some sleep.
After a week of being completely unable to find coffee filters, I used my last one Sunday morning. I walked over to Target, because they always have coffee filters. Except they totally didn't. I am starting to wonder if there was a fire at the coffee filter plant or something. Went next door to the big box grocery, and found a package of 500 for 29 cents, or whatever it goes for. Should last me through the week.
The person next to me was buying a couple hundred bottles of Gatorade. Did you know it comes in blue? I sure didn't. Is the flavor Slushee blue, or antifreeze blue?
The sticker machine had Wonder Pets tattoos. Got hamster and duck. Sadly, did not get the turtle. I like the turtle. He has the crazy eyes.
Figured out that constant exhaustion comes from the twice-daily total muscle lock necessary to keep from falling onto the floor of the bus. The seat is a couple inches too high for my legs to reach the floor, and those guys drive like motherfuckers. They have the crazy eyes, like the turtle. Happily, it annoys them if you say, "Big money big money no whammy!" while feeding money into the moneyvac, or "Yahtzee!" if it accepts your dollar first try without horking it up again.
Fix my car, Matt. Matt. Matt. MATT FIX MY CAR.
After a week of being completely unable to find coffee filters, I used my last one Sunday morning. I walked over to Target, because they always have coffee filters. Except they totally didn't. I am starting to wonder if there was a fire at the coffee filter plant or something. Went next door to the big box grocery, and found a package of 500 for 29 cents, or whatever it goes for. Should last me through the week.
The person next to me was buying a couple hundred bottles of Gatorade. Did you know it comes in blue? I sure didn't. Is the flavor Slushee blue, or antifreeze blue?
The sticker machine had Wonder Pets tattoos. Got hamster and duck. Sadly, did not get the turtle. I like the turtle. He has the crazy eyes.
Figured out that constant exhaustion comes from the twice-daily total muscle lock necessary to keep from falling onto the floor of the bus. The seat is a couple inches too high for my legs to reach the floor, and those guys drive like motherfuckers. They have the crazy eyes, like the turtle. Happily, it annoys them if you say, "Big money big money no whammy!" while feeding money into the moneyvac, or "Yahtzee!" if it accepts your dollar first try without horking it up again.
Fix my car, Matt. Matt. Matt. MATT FIX MY CAR.
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Does it help if I tell you I'm bringing you pressies at MediaWest?
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PRESSIES! \o/
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The seat is a couple inches too high for my legs to reach the floor
I'm sorry, but that's just...adorable.
/hides
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But I am thinking we need the voodoo doll and some long-ass pins to get Matt off his bum. You should not have to slide around the bus-seat like the last crunchy frog in the box.
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It was like a really crappy Epcot ride simulating The Cataracts Experience.
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Gawdz, how would Matt take about twenty-'leven random calls asking about your car?
*giggle*
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So, er, break a leg?
I remember blue Powerade. There's a dark blue-slightly purple one that tastes like blackberry juice and is awesome, and a pale blue one that tastes like...blue, and isn't awesome. Guess which one I never see in stores these days.
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If I used crutches, the temptation to trip the innocent would be overwhemlming. Zwip! NEVER SEE IT COMING!
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I always pictured you as tall! My image of you is shattered ;_; unless the seats were really high off the floor or something. Not that there is anything wrong with not being tall, by the way.
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