Chair, my teachers infuriate me. I am sitting at home with no automobile so I emailed them my assignments and requested that they send me the new ones. Have I gotten nay responses in the past 24 hours? Fuck no.
Jules and I have decided that people just need to die. I am through with the general public.
Julio and I got our licenses renewed today, and it took less than an hour and a half. Whoopeeee!!!!
But then my car broke down tonight. Booohooooo.
julio catered a PETA function tonight for this new fake shrimp product out. it went really well. everyone loved it. the BBC was there filming. he’s gonna be on british TV. ahhaha.
his review - “i don’t even like shrimp or faux meats, but this was good. i’d eat it again.”
took zero home tonight after work. there were still so many sections of colonial place that are powerless. linda can’t close on any of her houses in port norfolk because they are powerless. the lady at home depot in chesapeake yesterday (hardwood floor shopping) said the power company told her not to expect power until october!!!
i just don’t get it. what if this area ever actually has a really bad storm? we’re gonna be screwed. luckily i won’t live here for too much longer. can’t even find fucking ‘Dead Man’ on DVD around here. i hate it.
I am now officially obsessed with tardblog. I think when I get home I am gonna set up a “tardblog story of the day” section for all to enjoy.
I was going through the supermarket around 12:00AM last night. I usually shop late at night, as there is less of a chance of bumping into anyone I know. I was going through frozen food section, when I see one of my tards on the other side of the freezer glass, mashed in between packages of frozen corn and peas. He was smiling and fogging up the window while beating on the glass and saying “Miss Hammon!” over and over.
I’m think to myself, “What a fucked up supermarket–they serve frozen tard.”
After that I thought, “Were the hell are his parents?”. I was relieved to find that it was one of the push open kinds of freezer doors as he let himself out and walked over to me. I told him what he was doing is very dangerous and he could suffocate. This agitated him, and he consequently told me I was a cunt and that he thought I would like the surprise. He then spit on the floor and walked away.
I never found out if he was with his parents or not.
(from tardblog.com)
i got bored. this is what i did.
still life with jared
aching for hot food, cold drinks
downtown has power?
seek refuge elsewhere
ahh the joys of macarthur
retail therapy
i want a real meal
done with crackers and baguettes
mmmmm, deep fried calzone
floods have come and gone
the destruction amazing
sorrow for the trees
the quest has ended
perfect portable music
cute and convenient
50th hour
electricity returns
very selective
glorious power
oh how i’ve longed for your touch
this moment is bliss
houses here and there
scattered electricity
our home is lucky
no hope til tuesday
plan power parties for friends
all are welcome here
