Stuff

Stuff that blows:

1. That 2 excruciating seconds of time when you’re crossing the street (that feels like a pain in the ass eternity), where you have a don’t walk signal in every direction because asshole drivers run red lights sometimes and the traffic people have determined that stealing 2 extra seconds from your life is a good way to ensure that you make it to see next Christmas. Fuck Christmas.
2. Getting charged 3 times for one bill, and having it automatically withdrawn from your checking account (two unauthorized extra times) the month that your rent goes up.
3. Walking through the court house with a wedgie at 9am when everyone is sitting on the benches that line the main hall, knowing you have to leave the underwear in your ass because social law states that its better to display an uncomfortable visible wedgie than to be caught removing it with your fingers.
4. When a court clerk tells you to do something, and you copiously write it down in front of her, then do it exactly the way she said to (thats why you wrote it down), yet 6 months later, she tells you that’s not the way you were supposed to do it, and you have to start all over again.
5. The feeling of my body shutting down after 5 miles of running a 6 mile course when simultaneously my eyes begin to water, I lose the ability to salivate altogether and I nearly shit myself.
6. Finding out that the extended warranty for your laptop (that cost you one billion dollars but made you feel like you could take an actual shit on your keyboard and have no worries at all), doesn't cover "accidental damage" such as water damage. WFT is the warranty for again???




Stuff that rules:

1. House nachos at Reade Street.
2. Me getting to go to the VMAs on Thursday (third time now).
3. Sitting in an empty random dive bar on Sunday night in Manhattan with my Dad, and hearing Faithfull come on the juke box when its in shuffle mode!
4. Realizing that the above noted juke box has all of Yield, Rearview Mirror, and Ten
5. My Halloween costume, which you will have to come see for yourself at my apartment on Saturday, October 28th.
6. Short fat little bull dogs that wiggle their fat little fannies from side to side when they walk.