I'm Shutting My Light Off! This Is My Last Post of the Day!
I'm here!
First, I've been in the mood for some interesting surveys. I'm looking for something that's sort of different from the usual ones you find on LJ, different from the ones that ask questions like "When was the last time you had sex in a hot air balloon?", "Have you committed treason in the last 24 hours?" and "What's the last CD you lost for two months before finding it behind your radiator, scratched and partially melted?" If anyone knows any interesting surveys, could you send them along this way? Feel free to comment with a link to the survey or even the survey itself.
I broke another discman last night! Go me! A small piece of the shell broke off at the top, which would in turn break off a spring on the inside and prevent it from closing. Of course, I decided not to get Best Buy's replacement plan on that one! Go, me! I probably could have tried to use some Gorilla Glue and put the piece back in place (NOTE FOR THE UNINFORMED: Gorilla Glue is an extremely strong adhesive), but I'll probably get stuck with fingers up my nose and my face somehow lodged on my arse cheek. I ended up going to Best Buy and buying a new one. The top and bottom are neon yellow and there's a white stripe between them; it somewhat resembles a slice of lemon merengue pie. It's perfect for summer (which is convenient, seeing as I'll probably break it by fall)! I did buy the replacement plan this time, so if it does break, hopefully it'll do so before the end of the two year period.
I've broken my New Year's vow and engaged in various wrestling-related activities as of late. I watched parts of "Smackdown!" on Thursday (which had its moments, but was really marred by a shitty champion), watched part of one of those old "Best of the WWF" tapes on Friday night (I enjoyed a very good Steamboat/Muraco match before passing out) and read Edge's autobiography. It was okay, but it certainly made me appreciate ghost writers. Edge, who supposedly wrote the entire book himself (a la Mick Foley), writes with a vernacular that becomes annoying as fuck very quickly. I did enjoy reading his views on his matches, though, as he seems to take a lot of pride in them. Some bits had me laughing unintentionally, too, such as him talking about his friendship with Matt Hardy. (Quick note - I have absolutely no opinion about his affair with Lita. It's their business and none of mine.)
FUN FACT: I'm sad to admit that I've read two books this year, both wrestling-related.
Work's been work. The lady on register seven's really been on a roll, lately, though. She's this enormous woman that has an ANNOYING habit of going off (in a loud, screechy voice) for a long time about absolutely nothing at all. On Thursday she was complaining about one of the supervisors asking her to put sunglasses out. On Friday she went off about how she couldn't find an item to purchase(which was supposed to be a gift) because they keep moving everything around. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. Around Christmas, she went off about how she thinks Panera Bread was supposed to give her a free soda with her meal, even though there was nothing on the sign in the restaurant indicating such. She uses the fact that she's a single mother to try to excuse her from everything. She uses this to explain why she's late, even though her son gets on his bus AN HOUR before she has to show up to work. She comes back from lunch late and says the food court was busy, due to it being graduation (I visited the food court about twenty minutes later and found it to be spectacularly dead). She complains about not having a life, not having time to do anything, having to clean her house, her son's daycare (he's eight, by the way). At four everyday, she yells, "I'M SHUTTING MY LIGHT OFF, IT'S TIME TO GO HOME! THIS IS MY LAST CUSTOMER! IT'S MY LAST CUSTOMER OF THE DAY!" Imagine if you were standing in someone's line and heard them say that! Then she rushes off her register to catch her bus...which arrives at quarter to five. Instead, she has to rush around the store, go shopping (she's been there three years and doesn't know her employee number), go to Dunkin Donuts and buy coffee and meet her friend who works at the movie theatre. She shows up late every day, too. Tammy and I take bets on what time she'll come in! And...I can't stop laughing. I often burst out in laughter because I can't believe she's real. I sometimes think she's a character I've made up while I was trying to sleep and needed something to occupy my mind. When she comes into work, I have to look away from customers and stifle laughter. This probably sounds mean-spirited, which it is, but she's getting impossible to work with, and almost impossible for me to contain my laughter.
Other than that...nothing much going on. Just been watching a lot of movies. Oh, and I'm thinking of getting into indepedent, "goth" comics. I read the first issue of "I Feel Sick" (which was originally published in 1999 and is currently up to issue #2) and really enjoyed it. I'd like to find all the issues of "Serenity Rose" and check them out too.
Oh, and I had an opportunity to obtain a used DVD I've been wanting to see for a while (Shopping, one of the first films from the great cinematic visionary Paul W.S. Anderson), but the store couldn't find it (they just keep the case out to prevent shoplifting while keeping the actual DVDs in booklets). I bet the guy heard me tell my brother that Paul Anderson directed it and wanted to keep it for himself! I was mad! Fortunately, I found a few DVDs I wanted to make up for it. Yay!
I have the TV on. They had a promo for the news. "A family forced out of their home because of tens of thousands of bees!" ARRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's it.
...And in the end, the monkeys beat him to death with his own lifeless children! It was fantastic! Ha!
First, I've been in the mood for some interesting surveys. I'm looking for something that's sort of different from the usual ones you find on LJ, different from the ones that ask questions like "When was the last time you had sex in a hot air balloon?", "Have you committed treason in the last 24 hours?" and "What's the last CD you lost for two months before finding it behind your radiator, scratched and partially melted?" If anyone knows any interesting surveys, could you send them along this way? Feel free to comment with a link to the survey or even the survey itself.
I broke another discman last night! Go me! A small piece of the shell broke off at the top, which would in turn break off a spring on the inside and prevent it from closing. Of course, I decided not to get Best Buy's replacement plan on that one! Go, me! I probably could have tried to use some Gorilla Glue and put the piece back in place (NOTE FOR THE UNINFORMED: Gorilla Glue is an extremely strong adhesive), but I'll probably get stuck with fingers up my nose and my face somehow lodged on my arse cheek. I ended up going to Best Buy and buying a new one. The top and bottom are neon yellow and there's a white stripe between them; it somewhat resembles a slice of lemon merengue pie. It's perfect for summer (which is convenient, seeing as I'll probably break it by fall)! I did buy the replacement plan this time, so if it does break, hopefully it'll do so before the end of the two year period.
I've broken my New Year's vow and engaged in various wrestling-related activities as of late. I watched parts of "Smackdown!" on Thursday (which had its moments, but was really marred by a shitty champion), watched part of one of those old "Best of the WWF" tapes on Friday night (I enjoyed a very good Steamboat/Muraco match before passing out) and read Edge's autobiography. It was okay, but it certainly made me appreciate ghost writers. Edge, who supposedly wrote the entire book himself (a la Mick Foley), writes with a vernacular that becomes annoying as fuck very quickly. I did enjoy reading his views on his matches, though, as he seems to take a lot of pride in them. Some bits had me laughing unintentionally, too, such as him talking about his friendship with Matt Hardy. (Quick note - I have absolutely no opinion about his affair with Lita. It's their business and none of mine.)
FUN FACT: I'm sad to admit that I've read two books this year, both wrestling-related.
Work's been work. The lady on register seven's really been on a roll, lately, though. She's this enormous woman that has an ANNOYING habit of going off (in a loud, screechy voice) for a long time about absolutely nothing at all. On Thursday she was complaining about one of the supervisors asking her to put sunglasses out. On Friday she went off about how she couldn't find an item to purchase(which was supposed to be a gift) because they keep moving everything around. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. Around Christmas, she went off about how she thinks Panera Bread was supposed to give her a free soda with her meal, even though there was nothing on the sign in the restaurant indicating such. She uses the fact that she's a single mother to try to excuse her from everything. She uses this to explain why she's late, even though her son gets on his bus AN HOUR before she has to show up to work. She comes back from lunch late and says the food court was busy, due to it being graduation (I visited the food court about twenty minutes later and found it to be spectacularly dead). She complains about not having a life, not having time to do anything, having to clean her house, her son's daycare (he's eight, by the way). At four everyday, she yells, "I'M SHUTTING MY LIGHT OFF, IT'S TIME TO GO HOME! THIS IS MY LAST CUSTOMER! IT'S MY LAST CUSTOMER OF THE DAY!" Imagine if you were standing in someone's line and heard them say that! Then she rushes off her register to catch her bus...which arrives at quarter to five. Instead, she has to rush around the store, go shopping (she's been there three years and doesn't know her employee number), go to Dunkin Donuts and buy coffee and meet her friend who works at the movie theatre. She shows up late every day, too. Tammy and I take bets on what time she'll come in! And...I can't stop laughing. I often burst out in laughter because I can't believe she's real. I sometimes think she's a character I've made up while I was trying to sleep and needed something to occupy my mind. When she comes into work, I have to look away from customers and stifle laughter. This probably sounds mean-spirited, which it is, but she's getting impossible to work with, and almost impossible for me to contain my laughter.
Other than that...nothing much going on. Just been watching a lot of movies. Oh, and I'm thinking of getting into indepedent, "goth" comics. I read the first issue of "I Feel Sick" (which was originally published in 1999 and is currently up to issue #2) and really enjoyed it. I'd like to find all the issues of "Serenity Rose" and check them out too.
Oh, and I had an opportunity to obtain a used DVD I've been wanting to see for a while (Shopping, one of the first films from the great cinematic visionary Paul W.S. Anderson), but the store couldn't find it (they just keep the case out to prevent shoplifting while keeping the actual DVDs in booklets). I bet the guy heard me tell my brother that Paul Anderson directed it and wanted to keep it for himself! I was mad! Fortunately, I found a few DVDs I wanted to make up for it. Yay!
I have the TV on. They had a promo for the news. "A family forced out of their home because of tens of thousands of bees!" ARRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's it.
...And in the end, the monkeys beat him to death with his own lifeless children! It was fantastic! Ha!