He seems to be giving it to everyone else, so why not me?
Target allowed wake up calls from Kermit the frog this morning so you could arrive bright and squirrelly at their black Friday sale.
I would like a wake up call from Kermit every morning "Good morning MissKnit, time to wake up and get off your ass, time to get the ball rolling"
I now understand what it felt like for TFG, while writing his thesis. He couldn't call his parents without being asked "so when will it be done?"
Fuck off
It doesn't help.
My father and I tried to bond this morning at 3am with an attempt at these crazy sales. 4 stores had laptop deals and we wanted to get one for my mum.
apparently, we weren't the only ones.
A dozen slow cookers? I mean honestly. The levels of insanity a person will go for a deal blows my mind, I mean its just stuff.
We were out the door by 4 am, had driven past all 4 stores and seen the chaos, and were home in bed by 5.
All I could think of was riots and japanimation style fighting over cheap merchandise.
We have the same thing in Canada (and I think a few other countries) called boxing day sales, right after Christmas. We always used to watch the lineups on TV, never actually participating in the madness. My father and I agreed this morning that it had partly to due with our detachment from consumer culture and partly our fluid lifestyle.
Neither lends to early morning fighting over a television set.
So back to work for me.
It is flowing.
A week off work should take care of both assignments.
Then exams
Then Xmas
Then Australia.
I have a newfound confidence that I won't fail, that it will happen.
I just need to get off my ass.
Target allowed wake up calls from Kermit the frog this morning so you could arrive bright and squirrelly at their black Friday sale.
I would like a wake up call from Kermit every morning "Good morning MissKnit, time to wake up and get off your ass, time to get the ball rolling"
I now understand what it felt like for TFG, while writing his thesis. He couldn't call his parents without being asked "so when will it be done?"
Fuck off
It doesn't help.
My father and I tried to bond this morning at 3am with an attempt at these crazy sales. 4 stores had laptop deals and we wanted to get one for my mum.
apparently, we weren't the only ones.
A dozen slow cookers? I mean honestly. The levels of insanity a person will go for a deal blows my mind, I mean its just stuff.
We were out the door by 4 am, had driven past all 4 stores and seen the chaos, and were home in bed by 5.
All I could think of was riots and japanimation style fighting over cheap merchandise.
We have the same thing in Canada (and I think a few other countries) called boxing day sales, right after Christmas. We always used to watch the lineups on TV, never actually participating in the madness. My father and I agreed this morning that it had partly to due with our detachment from consumer culture and partly our fluid lifestyle.
Neither lends to early morning fighting over a television set.
So back to work for me.
It is flowing.
A week off work should take care of both assignments.
Then exams
Then Xmas
Then Australia.
I have a newfound confidence that I won't fail, that it will happen.
I just need to get off my ass.
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So... Is it done yet?
nick remind me to verbally castrate you later.
Well apparently you're "too busy" to castrate me. I guess I'll go talk to my other friend.
what other friend?
get back here!
Nope. The moment has passed.
you suck.
my lost marathon is almost over and i'm gonna be bored
That sucks for you.
that it does...
don't you get off work soon?
I got off work 10 minutes before you posted that comment.
boxing day sales? i can't stand them! on boxing day i like my stores CLOSED, thank you very much. the only place to go should be the movies, which is lovely because it's air conditioned and has popcorn and coke.
i don't blame you for piking out on the sales - i can't go to them due to my love of personal space.
I'll castrate him for you!
Loz, how are you? I'm coming to visit.
Go castrate yourself.
Is that really the best you can do nick? really?
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I just can't imagine having a cat fight in the middle of Wal-mart over a couple of bucks off of something that was cheap to begin with. The cops were called to our local Wal-mart, as well as Target and the bigger of the 2 malls because of physical altercations involving sale merchandise and aggressive shoppers. The few bucks I'd save would never be worth the dignity it would cost me to bitch slap a stranger for the best deal on a coffe maker.
You CAN get it all done. And when my parents started asking me if my project was done, I told them that they could have all access passes to my academic life as soon as they started footing the bill. (I paid for grad school.) I told them that unless and until they paid the tuition, they could kindly shut the eff up about a project that I'm paying for in oh so many ways. That mostly shut them up. Of course, I did get the occasional frustrated sigh and eyeroll from my mother when I announced I had plans to do something other than school work. Tough.
You can do it.
I met a girl today that did manage to get a laptop at walmart, but only because she camped out starting at 8pm the night before.
She did get into a physical confrontation with a woman after she tried to steal the laptop from her after the girl had paid for it, right before the cashier was about to bag it for her. The wal-mart employee refused to help her and she had to get in a pulling match over it.
To top it off, as she and her friend were walking to their cars they almost got jumped by two guys for their laptops, luckily others intervened.
I live in a pretty small town with a pretty large police presence, they had nothing better to do between 4-7 on Friday morning, so why weren't they there?!?
It's sick that we need them, but necessary nonetheless.
As for my parents, they are paying for my education (thank goodness!) and have on the whole been very supportive. I think they consider their questions a sign of support and have backed off at my request.
My mum lets me sit uninterrupted and work, she bring me tea and little plates with cheese and crackers and fruit. she's amazing.
Another amazing thing that helped? a 94% on my latest assignment, giving me a nice ol' 86% coming into this big one and the exam..
Feelin good..
Done yet?
getting there..
I'm finding my zen and ignoring your attempts at aggrivating me.
Maybe you'd be closer to being done if you hadn't gone shopping at 4am yesterday.
hmm... i don't see what work i would have gotten done between 4-5 am.. seeing as thats all the time I spent shopping.
nick why don't you go play with lou reed like a good little boy
Why don't you.
Because I don't have the same dreary disposition as lou reed, you know, like you.
Shouldn't you be working? Little Miss Slacker-ass
shouldn't you be working?
Aren't you being PAID to be working right now?
No. I'm getting paid to annoy you.
Come on now kids. If you two can't play nice, I will have to separate you two. And Nick won't get any more hard candy.
Shove your hard candy up your ass, douche face.
Can't. Full of yogurt.
Well played.
Nick doesn't get anything hard these days, so I will play nice and let him have the candy.
Good for you Knitty. Let me check grandma's purse, because I think there might be some candy in there for you too. Or her flask of bourbon.
Dammit. I hate when two people who are smarter than me gang up on me.
ooh i'll go for the bourbon thanks
lush.
damn right and proud of it
told you i would verbally castrate you
Well Nick, you can make yourself feel better by picking some unsuspecting blog and just flaming them with hatefull comments. Or... you can have some bourbon with Knitty, Grandma, and Me. It's Knobb Creek!
Knobb Creek is for poor people. Call me when you get some Basil Haydens.
Fine. Knitty and I will get hammered on Knob Creek and tell war stories. You can make photo copies and eat hard candy. Can you make some signs for "whiz of appreciation".
Whatever, I'm off now and you're boring me.
TFG was supposed to come in, i had to go to the neighbours for a bit.
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