I'm addicted to Kat Denning's site.
I'm getting a new tub installed in my apartment. The plastic piece of shit that was there before apparently cracked under the pressure of my balls. Yes, I don't feel nice today and I might come off a little vulgar. Maybe my weight had something to do with it. Maybe it didn't.
I apologize.
But seriously. The highlights of my day was at Sam's when for 2 minutes, I was watching Star Wars episode 2 on a 27 inch TV. I then remembered that Dick Poe bastard who has yet to deliver my 27 inch flat screen. Besides the annoying game of phone tag, it seems since the sale has already been made, it matters less everyday. But I still hold a wild card my friend, and it's called the Customer Satisfaction Form.
I'm sorry again.
And to recap the latter part of my day at Village Inn:
Me: Which skillet would you recommend?
Server: I like the San Diego or the Chicago Style
Me: Let's go with the San Diego
Server: How would you like your eggs?
Me: Well done
Jeanette: *giggles
Server: (Apparently writing down well-done eggs; would you like pancakes or toast?
Me: Pancakes
Me: I just said I wanted my eggs well done right?
Server: You did
Me: It wasn't the first time I did that
Server: Oh, ok.
Pause
Server: I'll be back with your order.
I might have to take up Annette on her offer.
What would you like in return?
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
Motherfucker
1. My ears continue to pop.
2. My headaches also continue.
3. The tub in my bathroom cracked, now its leaking into the carpet.
4. Fucking shit!
2. My headaches also continue.
3. The tub in my bathroom cracked, now its leaking into the carpet.
4. Fucking shit!
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