Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Last night was good. Good movie, good dinner. I made my (in)famous dish of Udon noodles, peppers, shrimp, and mushrooms topped with chili sauce, which I consumed while Irf, Steve, and I watched "Spellbound". The movie was interesting and I was sort of amazed by the spelling skills of these 10-14 year olds. However, my favorite part may have been when they showed the marquee in front of a Hooters restaurant which supported the local spelling champ, reading "Congradulations". I'm a sucker for irony.
I've been having some serious alarm clock issues. I replaced the alarm clock that I had been using for the past few years with my trusty old standby from high school. The problem is, the trust old standby hasn't proven to be all that trusty. In fact, it didn't go off at all yesterday. The dial was apparently stuck somewhere between "On" and "Alarm", causing the clock to do nothing...except tell time. This morning, I had some "Snooze" issues, which forced me to make my daily dash for the train sans shower, which is always unpleasant -- messy hair, bags under the eyes, cobwebs in the head...right now I'm sporting a greasy mullet that would put your sketchy southern uncle to shame. Luckily, they don't pay me to look good.
Congratulations to Fernald for finishing the LSAT yesterday. He told me that if he gets less than a 175, he's buying a keg per week for the house this summer. Good luck, Brendan.
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I've been having some serious alarm clock issues. I replaced the alarm clock that I had been using for the past few years with my trusty old standby from high school. The problem is, the trust old standby hasn't proven to be all that trusty. In fact, it didn't go off at all yesterday. The dial was apparently stuck somewhere between "On" and "Alarm", causing the clock to do nothing...except tell time. This morning, I had some "Snooze" issues, which forced me to make my daily dash for the train sans shower, which is always unpleasant -- messy hair, bags under the eyes, cobwebs in the head...right now I'm sporting a greasy mullet that would put your sketchy southern uncle to shame. Luckily, they don't pay me to look good.
Congratulations to Fernald for finishing the LSAT yesterday. He told me that if he gets less than a 175, he's buying a keg per week for the house this summer. Good luck, Brendan.
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