Tycho

Monday, February 09, 2004


SAVE ME! MY ROOMMATES ARE TALKING ABOUT FABRIC SOFTENER!!!

I DON'T THINK I CAN CALL THEM "MEN" ANYMORE!


On a more sane and manly note: I just tried calling Mr. Birthday Gramps, but the old man has his cell phone off. Probably because he's at work study until 5:30 this evening. Got him a card, but won't be able to send it [because the campus bookstore is retarded...they carry cards, but not stamps!!!], so that will have to wait until I make it to wherever the hell Worcester's post office is. And I'll probably see him before that, because I am not crossing 290 like I did that last time I was out in that part of Worcester.

And I'm a consumer whore. And how.

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