September 8, 2009
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It's Tuesday! This means babysitting, probably banana pudding, Chopped, etc. It also means I have three days left and then I'm outta here.
We were talking about how the last day is going to go last night, and I don't think Zach thought I was serious when I said I wanted it to be like the end of Grease, but I really would love that. Give or take a Spandex outfit and the phrase "tell me about it, stud," I wouldn't mind it if we walked out together - he is coming in Friday at some point to go over the basics of the food site - singing You're The One That I Want, flying out the 21st floor in a red convertible and having Stockard Channing (she was 33 when that movie was filmed! seriously) wave at us after having learned that she is not pregnant and will graduate on time.
In reality, I will probably wave at Eugy, walk out of the office carrying my $10 unicycle bought off a coworker, turn on my mp3 player and listen to Pavement and breathe a sigh of relief that my occupation will never revolve around eProps. Phew.
Otherwise, tomorrow I am going to play Beatles Rock Band with Gill and Luc and his friend and his mom (...I think) and will have to teach them the harmonies in the "ooh-la-lala" descant in You Won't See Me and probably fail out of a bunch of songs. So it goes.
Also, in "uhh..." news, I ordered a tape recorder for *~*~*`interviews8~*8`8`8` August 7 from this chick on Amazon and it never showed up. I emailed Amazon saying "wut" and they said the order was just canceled because it'd been a month, so I bought it on another site for cheaper and all was well and now I can record myself saying "pie" and save it as an mp3.
I got an email at 1:30 this morning saying my recorder shipped (uh) after a month of her not responding and a subsequent "we are refunding you" message wherein she sent a delightful message:
I have never sold anything on Amazon before. I did not understand that you and another person purchasing this item were two different people. I only had one recorder to sell. Sorry I misunderstood the system.
I mean, come on. I do not think I will be leaving good feedback. And now there's, like, $180 sitting in Amazon limbo chillin' for 10 business days. Sweet. ARGH. Help me write feedback, please.I don't know what else. Hm.
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