Sunburns, Meows and Cherries

Jul 24, 2009 22:25

There is something extremeley desperate about a manager going around to all tables to advertise our 13th anniversary to generate business. I don't think patrons much like being interrupted in their dinner course to a man who can't stand still and may speak rapidly while moving away so that in fact,  you don't hear much of what he says anyways.
I've spent a few hours on a boat on the river, without my sunscreen, to come home and nap to discover I'm a lobster from the waist up.
School starts in a month and a half and I'm still as lazy and procrastinating as I was at April. This, surely, is a foreboding sign of my academic integrity.

I really really want a tattoo kit. Anyone got a spare $1,200 lying around? Or a new, never used autoclave?

Oh, and I'm a loser. I can't stop listening to that "patron tequila" song, which is obvious blatant product placement. Seen the music vid? A guy walks out of best buy in the beginning. With magic headphones that make any hot girl he sees want him. When in actuality, he's staring, drooling at some girl going about her daily business while he hallucinates. Acid in the earphones possibly?
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