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Dear Hesaqio (or however you spell your name...),
I realize that I'm not the fastest sandwich maker in the world. Trust me, I know that. But if you grab the sandwich I'm working on from in front of me and finish it for me ONE MORE TIME, I swear I will SOCK YOU IN THE NUTS. And yes, I realize you have an accent, and it makes me sound really rude when I keep asking you "what??", but honestly, that is not the reason. I'm HALF DEAF. And you MUMBLE. While standing on my right side. ALL THE FUCKING TIME. I have told you TWICE that I can't hear out of that ear, and it's loud in there as it is. So please, SPEAK THE FUCK UP.
Thanks,
Aaron "The Noob" Harman
Goddamn. I'm gonna kick everyone there in about two seconds.
In other news, I'm seeing the Flying Dutchman tonight. Mmm, Vaugner. Mmm, two and a half hour opera with no intermission. Should be fun.
This mocha is damn delicious, and there's a beautiful sunset outside. So, bad mood dissipated.
Took me four tries to spell that right. >.<
I finally finished my cabinet painting today. I painted Glove and put on a few more random "Denizens of Pepperland" puzzle pieces, and added a few more swirlies and stars to the doors. I'm quite proud of it. I have a feeling that this piece of furniture will be with me for a very long time.
Also, Sophia gave me Rubber Soul for my birthday. ::squees::
I rented Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey yesterday. It's... bizarre. I'm not sure I like it much. I liked the first, like, half hour, where they were wandering around dead. After that, it went steadily downhill until finally culminating in a smorgasboard of complete randomness (and not the good kind). I thought the Princesses joining the band in the end of Excellent Adventure was bad enough, but then we have Death on bass, a Martian named Station on bongos, and crazy weird robot versions of Bill and Ted as backup dancers, and.... I dunno. It just doesn't jive. Ya dig?
I realize that I'm not the fastest sandwich maker in the world. Trust me, I know that. But if you grab the sandwich I'm working on from in front of me and finish it for me ONE MORE TIME, I swear I will SOCK YOU IN THE NUTS. And yes, I realize you have an accent, and it makes me sound really rude when I keep asking you "what??", but honestly, that is not the reason. I'm HALF DEAF. And you MUMBLE. While standing on my right side. ALL THE FUCKING TIME. I have told you TWICE that I can't hear out of that ear, and it's loud in there as it is. So please, SPEAK THE FUCK UP.
Thanks,
Aaron "The Noob" Harman
Goddamn. I'm gonna kick everyone there in about two seconds.
In other news, I'm seeing the Flying Dutchman tonight. Mmm, Vaugner. Mmm, two and a half hour opera with no intermission. Should be fun.
This mocha is damn delicious, and there's a beautiful sunset outside. So, bad mood dissipated.
Took me four tries to spell that right. >.<
I finally finished my cabinet painting today. I painted Glove and put on a few more random "Denizens of Pepperland" puzzle pieces, and added a few more swirlies and stars to the doors. I'm quite proud of it. I have a feeling that this piece of furniture will be with me for a very long time.
Also, Sophia gave me Rubber Soul for my birthday. ::squees::
I rented Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey yesterday. It's... bizarre. I'm not sure I like it much. I liked the first, like, half hour, where they were wandering around dead. After that, it went steadily downhill until finally culminating in a smorgasboard of complete randomness (and not the good kind). I thought the Princesses joining the band in the end of Excellent Adventure was bad enough, but then we have Death on bass, a Martian named Station on bongos, and crazy weird robot versions of Bill and Ted as backup dancers, and.... I dunno. It just doesn't jive. Ya dig?