Thursday, May 25, 2006

I'm a Shitty Blogger

Not because I'm unwitty and write in fragments and end my sentences in prepositions. Because, duh, I don't do any of those things. Well, maybe I write in fragments sometimes, but that's not the point. I'm a shitty blogger because I don't blog daily. At first I blamed it on my work + school fiasco, but now school is over, and I'm just working more. And you know what? When I get home from work, I don't want to get on the computer (no, Chris, I don't want to, I just have to check my email, it's a compulsion, not a desire), I want to curl up on the couch and watch HBO.

So, I have a few options:
1. Get to work early every day and blog before 9 a.m. (Ha!)
2. Blog as soon as I get home every night.
3. Blog on my lunch break (oh wait, I don't take lunch breaks).
4. Quit my job and try to sell google adspace on eefers.
5. Start blogging about parks.
6. Get someone to pay me $50K/yr to blog. (That's it, that's the one!)
Seriously, how many of you used to look at eefers every day and now maybe look once a week? Be honest, come on now...

Well, you're going to have to deal for a little while longer. I'm off for a weekend in the country. No cell phone. No email. Not even any HBO.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Little Miss, Little Miss, Little Miss Can't Be Wrong


Holy Crap! The Spin Doctors are playing at the NYC Culinary Festival on Saturday night. Holy Crap. Quite possibly my favorite MTV band of my entire middle-school experience. From the NYC Culinary Festival Site:
Saturday, May 20, 11:15 p.m. - Spin Doctors The original line-up is back together, and have recently released their first new studio album in eleven years by the original members. Come out and see the re-birth of the Spin Doctors.
I'm seriously tempted to skip the end of my graduation party for this.

And if you/want to call me baby/just go ahead now!

Friday, May 12, 2006

Kinkos SUCKS!


Why so hostile you ask? Because I'm still at work at 8:21 on a Friday waiting for Kinkos to deliver something that was supposed to be done at 4. I went to Kinkos at 4 to pick it up; they told me it wasn't done and that they'd deliver it by 5. When I returned to my desk I had a voicemail letting me know that the file was corrupt. What?!?! They hadn't even opened my file until after I was scheduled to pick it up?!?! (I had dropped it off w/ a 24-hour guarantee 24-hours prior). This comes a day after I got a $1,500 bill for a job that they quoted at around $200.

Apparently I'm not alone. See what happens when you Google Kinkos sucks.

Any of you ever had these kinds of problems with Kinkos? I'm done with them, I say, done with them!

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Stick a Fork in Me, I'm Done

That was the line that the Fort Osage High School class of '99 put on their senior t-shirts. Psh. When I designed the class of 2000 (whoop, whoop!) t-shirts, they were cooler. A picture of dice (from Microsoft Clip Art, of course) with a caption that read "We're ready to roll on outa here." Clever, eh?

Well, six long years later, I'm ready to roll on outa college. Last night I rolled outa my last. class. ever. Unless I go to grad school that is. Now, I still have like five thousand papers due before Monday but then I'm done. Done. Done. Done. Done. Done.

Done.

Done.

Done.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Happy Birthday to Me!

Yup. eefers turns the big two-four today. You can stop reading my blog and go buy me things now.

Plus, I promise I'll be back to blogging (regularly) soon. This semester has been craziness, what with working full time and taking five classes. But don't worry, I graduate soon enough (in eight days!) and I've promised myself that I will blog every weekday once I'm done with schoool. So there.

Oh, I Think I Smell a Rat!

Last night, as I walked down into the 14th Street F station, I saw a rat scampering across the platform. I gasped, and before I could put the hiccup sound on the end of my gasp, a man kicked the rat over the tracks. The rat went flying and hit the wall with a thud as the train pulled into the station. Now, I don’t know what became of that rat, nor do I care. I do care, however, that it caused me to have rat-infested nightmares.