Who needs 'em!?!

Why do I even write verses anymore?

Should just write all-chorus songs, like the Ramones "Now I wanna sniff some glue."

AHHHHHJ...!

So, apparently, when I have trouble with my phone bill, I should just call and talk to someone, rather than email the company and have some goldbricking representative email me back.

I called today to change my plan, and the guy was like...

Bryce: Hey, since you've been a great customer, and you're over minutes now, I'll just start taking minutes from your new plan to go into this cycle.
Me: ... I wish I had known that earlier, because I emailed a rep. and all they said was that I couldn't change plans in the middle of a billing cycle, and I could buy 1000 minutes for 40 cents a minute that would carry over.
Bryce: Really? They said that? In an email?
Me: Yeah. I got pretty upset by it too.
Bryce: Well, let me go ahead and change your current bill to reflect your new plan... Wow. You don't use your phone too much during the daytime. Now you have 700 minutes left on your plan until the new billing cycle on May 2nd.
Me: ... wtf?!?!?! LOL!?!?!????!??!!?!

Thanks, Bryce [and I guess I should plug T-Mobile, as well].

lists

List of Things I Hate:

Cell phone bills and companies
Credit card bills and companies
People who get mad over shrimp
Cuts on my hands from manual labor

List of Things I Love:

People who clean my room
Joseph Heller
Calvin and Hobbes
Cuts on my hands from playing guitar

Personally, I love $3 gas.

This is the type of post I make when it's the day before I have to give two 10-minute presentations and I haven't started on either of them.

Jumbo white shrimp on sale this week, $4.99 a pound.

My life is an endless succession of people saying "can I get that shrimp 1.15 lbs for the price of 1, since it has ice on it?" or "you used to discount ground beef after 7 p.m. -- I'm not going to buy any if you don't."

/Morrissey lyrical reference.

/I work at Albertson's now.

/Seafood/Butcher Block.

Okay.

This one's not too bad.

(Thanks, Mike.)

YESSSSS! YEEEESSSS!

Merge does, however, have plans to reissue the first two Spoon records later this year. The much-sought-after Telephono and Soft Effects may arrive in stunning double-disc format, or may not. Details are scant at present, said Merge. (report)

Oh man. I just did like three jumps for joy.

You. Have. No. Idea.

YESSSSSSSSSSS!

Dude,

Ween sucks.

Left probably halfway through.

As Philip Seymour Hoffman as Capote said, "Frankly, I don't see what all the fuss is about."

Call me on the weekends.

Because I get unlimited minutes then...

...and somehow I managed to go over my regular allotted minutes in one week. My allotted minutes for the whole month.

wheeeewwww, boy, what am I gonna do?

First time in three years...

Sandlot.

Saw Sandlot as the midnight movie tonight. I remember watching it a couple times, and I knew the general stuff that happened, and I remembered a lot of it, but not all. Dennis Leary??? Hmm...

Thus starts another weekend. Two weeks of school left, I think, then exams.

My current editor tried to sit down and train me to take over, but she didn't have anything useful to say. I had to think of questions on my own and stuff.

It is likely that next week I will start work at the SEAFOOD/BUTCHER BLOCK at our local Albertson's. What? I don't know, it's a jorb.

Stringy.

Broke a string on the acoustic, broke a string on the electric...

What's the world coming to???

As much as I enjoy consistency, it surprises me that very few things in my life are consistent. At the top of that list is my ability to put off doing things until (literally in most cases) the last minute. And my ability to say "I'm not going to put this one thing off -- I'll start it a week early." And my ability to analyze, but still continue, this cycle over and over again.

I want to build my next guitar, and get Dad to work on it with me, and paint something cool on it. I would build a custom rig/cabinet/stack, too, if I knew anything about that.

Gainesville, suckers.

Then Dinosaur Jr., suckers.

Then two taxing academic papers, suckers.