must not be quite my day.
megan woke up late..nothing new (not to sound negative, its just what she does) and i was hoping to ask her if she could take me to
(A.D.D.:wow, i think there's a giant woman in barnes and noble, and i wouldn't mind giving her some tips on how NOT to do four braids in her hair...AND the war guy from Jimunji is here. wow)
the yale station instead of the nine mile because i dont have fucking monnneeyyyy to pay for that $3.50 shit. but whatever. i really dislike talking to anyone about my money. as well as having them complain about their own.
thennnn i checked my bank account and have have negative money because the fuckers charged me an overdraft fee when they said they'd waive the first one. fucking stupid. but you know what i learned from Randy Pausch? not to call people and spend countless minutes on the phone with service representatives...TIME IS FINITE.
thats true, man.
i did get a free cup of coffee today though. and got a bagel. they put the cream cheese on for me! how sweet. bahah. thats ridiculous.
i should be reading the last lecture right now instead of typing useless shit. i love that book so much and i think everyone and anyone should read it. if you dont know how to live your life right, you'll learn quite a few things within the first half of the book. i cant wait to finish it, but i fear it will end in a sobfest at barnes and noble.
when am i ever going to meet a guy in this fucking city?
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
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