A few years ago, probably around 4th or 5th season, we had a pretty magical summer. By "we" I mean "myself and the poor souls who hung out at the KSU dorms." And by "magical" I mean "played shit tons of Super Mario World and watched a lot of shitty movies." We're talking a lot of Super Mario World. Like, we'd play until we got a complete clear, ( Read more... )

Having two days off in a row seems a little bit like an eternity. Naturally, I didn't get anything done. Nothing. At all. Except play stupid amounts of WoW ( Read more... )

So I had an interesting-ish day at the old book factory today. My schedule for today was just a bunch of question marks, which is unusual at best. Usually it says little things like "minfo" or "reg" or so forth. Today, just: ?. Literally. A bunch of squares with ? in them. Oh, and one that said, "break," which is important, because that's the hour ( Read more... )

A woman came in today and was offended that we didn't have a book on Zulu wire baskets.

At work, we blame the influx of bitching people on the holidays. I don't know what it is, but the customers, while always pretty dumb, have become aggressively stupid ( Read more... )

At the fanciful land of Borders, we now close at 12am on weekends, which means that I don't get to leave until 1am, which is ok bordering on lame. But, what pushes it full on into lame country is that I have to be back at work at 9am AND I don't get to leave until 7pm. That's a 10hour shift, just 8 hours after I get off work. Lame lame lame ( Read more... )

Well, here's the score so far ( Read more... )

After a tense couple of days, I have my internet back. At this time, reports are sketchy, but I'm pretty sure it had something to do with a roach terrorist attack. Roaches hate our freedom ( Read more... )

I've been having to be at work at 7am for the past three mornings. It's quite lame, though there are a few good things about it. Mainly, by the time the store opens, my shift is 25% done, which, I'm not going to lie, is pretty sweet. Also, I get out at 4pm, which means that I have time to do stuff. Unfortunately, "stuff" usually means "ill-advised ( Read more... )

The thing I'm most afraid of is being ignored.