No Sunday Night Dinner Post Today

Roomies are out.  Nobody to cook for equals no major dinner plans.  I might pour myself a bowl of Count Chocula cereal, but I don’t think anyone cares about pictures of that.

Did a lot of great things this weekend which will be written about during the week.  I ended up buying a new car, observed a high school football game, toured around my old town — fun stuff.  I really wish I had the energy to catch Danzig downtown tonight at Fun Fun Fun Fest, but it’s just not in me.  Looks like I’m going to go with the cold cereal/Netflix combo to kill off the day.

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Bus Ride Confusion

Ever since my car finally crapped out, I’ve been taking the bus to get to work.  It’s great as I’ve just taken another step closer to reaching the true Elite Austinite status.  I still need to grow out some dreadlocks, own a bicycle (and consequently, have said bike stolen), and never let my radio dial waver from the exciting programming found on 90.5 KUT.

Anyways, the ride isn’t too bad at all.  Forty minutes, zero transfers, no hassles; it’s a perfect time for me to catch up on my podcasts before getting into work.  However, the commute back home from work is a bit strange for me.  At the Stassney and Manchaca bus stop, the bus becomes crowded with a mixture of students from Crockett High School and the Austin Community College South Campus.  What really bothers me is that there is no amount of leering that can verify which is which.

I just want to live my life without being on the same FBI watch list as Gary Glitter and Pedobear.  It shouldn’t be this hard (life in general, not my penis).

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GAAHH!

Who puts dead batteries back into the package along with the good ones?  Seriously!?!

Are all of these dead?  Why would you even put them back into the package???

GGGAAAAAAHH!

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