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mercoledì, agosto 31

My [Male] Landlord SUCKS PENIS

Where do I start? I can't wait to be back in the Bay tomorrow--once again. It'll be good to party with friends and be stupid. Ergm, what else to say? I've been thinking a lot about Avenue Q today. oOo: a clip from another of my favorite songs, Everyone's a Little Bit Racist--I know I am!!! [You can view video here.]


Right when I got home, I IMed Dawn--thanks for letting me get this off my chest--this quick story: A 60+ year old man that's supremely overweight and needs to drop dead says the following to me after another long day...
Can I please have my rent check on time?
I replied back: John, I always turn my rent in on time (a mere $350/month). You'll get it when it's due......TOMORROW! He replies back, "You don't need to give me attitude after my day. I don't need more of that." I walk away, get off my nuts and get your ass off your damn worn-out lazyboy chair and go run outside or something. He's such an asshole--what makes this even more fun is that I never signed a lease with him. Oh man, here we go. I mean, John, it's not like I had a great day myself: my daily regimen begins with loud music from my iPod at 620am and didn't end there...

How about another blow to narcissism? I didn't waive out of econ--I'm an f'n Business Management Econ major. What the fuck!?? So now I'm scrambling (even more) to figure out what classes to drop and take. I talked with my dad about it; yes, he was disappointed, but he couldn't do anything about it. Except, he did tell me to go forward with skipping as many "management" courses as I could. As of today, I'm going to specialize in Finance, turning my MPA into a pseudo-Master of Finance degree. I guess it'll pay off later on since no one likes "crunchy numbers."

Oh and my sister--my sister's crazy. So she's turning 18 years old, and she wants to have a "small" dinner--at Levende, where I had R U S Seption--with her friends. For those who aren't mathematically challenged, here's a problem (my sis and I decided to take my mom and dad out for his 50th birthday) that you can solve to determine the price of my sister's "small" dinner...
$200 total check
multiple by 2 (there was a 50 percent discount)
divide by 4 (there were 4 of us)
multiply by 9 (since she'll have 9 people with her)
add 20% gratuity (since they charge such)
[For those who wish to check their answers, that's a little over $1,100.] Needless to say, she's turning 18 years old, is going to BostonU (for $40,000+/year) on my mom and dad's tab and doesn't have any financial aid (or an undergraduate scholarship or graduate fellowship, like I do)... This is dumb. She's like one of those girls on MTV's My Super Sweet 16.

Other than that, there has been one thing on my mind for the past few days... There was this phone conversation I had Sunday night at like 2am; I was barely awake because I went to bed at 10pm and had to wake up at 6 the next morning. I was sleep deprived and can hardly remember the full details of what was said, but I want you to know that you should have lots of fun. We're young, and we should do everything we can in our own lives while we are young. I'm so proud of you and excited... And, jealous [that I can't travel, too]. Regardless, just as you said: "We have the rest of our lives." Hope that everything is cool and do everything you possibly can! I'm so excited for you. =)

Hmm... It's September (tomorrow)--I need to update my picture!