I lost my last stylus for my XDA2 yesterday afternoon while running around at the Sunken Garden.
It's no big deal, really, just damned inconvenient and annoying. I now have to use my fingernails to send text messages. I now have to resort to toothpicks in case the device needs a reset. Argh. I need a new stylus.
Of course, that in itself is nothing. But when misfortune strikes in succession, that's something.
The heat finally got to me. Yesterday afternoon was one of the hottest, and I was lucky enough to be outside as the sun beat down through the cloudless sky. I felt bad once I got to UP, and now I believe I have a fever. Crap.
I broke the zipper on my coin purse. It was one of those stupid accidents. I was trying to fix the zipper. However, I ended up breaking it. For good.
At Kenny Rogers yesterday evening I ordered the cheapest meal available. I wanted some mashed potatoes with my meal. They were out of stock. Fine. I explicitly asked for a chicken breast. Why that part, you ask?
Economics. Hahahaha. It gives the highest return on investment.
The chicken breast is the softest, most tender part of the chicken. It has the most meat, and is also the easiest to eat; one only has to scoop out the white meat instead of having to go between bones. At home, I don't have to fight for the part of the chicken that I want; my family willingly leaves the white meat for me. While they have to share the thighs, the wings, and the legs between them, I have the chicken breasts all to myself.
Back to the story. I also ordered a large Coke. However, the waiter gave me a large glass of iced tea which was not even cold. When they finally got around to serving our meals everyone EXCEPT ME got a chicken breast. EVERYONE BUT ME. I got stuck with a drumstick. A little, itsy-bitsy drumstick. It was really frustrating.
I just checked the CRS, and my Journalism 101 grade has not yet been posted. I have been waiting for a week already. All my other grades are there already, and the deadline for the submission of grades has already passed.
I want to know if I got another "1". Hahahaha. Grade conscious? Yes. I AM.
Somebody please give me a hot Venti White Chocolate Mocha. I haven't had one of those in a very, very long time.
It's no big deal, really, just damned inconvenient and annoying. I now have to use my fingernails to send text messages. I now have to resort to toothpicks in case the device needs a reset. Argh. I need a new stylus.
Of course, that in itself is nothing. But when misfortune strikes in succession, that's something.
The heat finally got to me. Yesterday afternoon was one of the hottest, and I was lucky enough to be outside as the sun beat down through the cloudless sky. I felt bad once I got to UP, and now I believe I have a fever. Crap.
I broke the zipper on my coin purse. It was one of those stupid accidents. I was trying to fix the zipper. However, I ended up breaking it. For good.
At Kenny Rogers yesterday evening I ordered the cheapest meal available. I wanted some mashed potatoes with my meal. They were out of stock. Fine. I explicitly asked for a chicken breast. Why that part, you ask?
Economics. Hahahaha. It gives the highest return on investment.
The chicken breast is the softest, most tender part of the chicken. It has the most meat, and is also the easiest to eat; one only has to scoop out the white meat instead of having to go between bones. At home, I don't have to fight for the part of the chicken that I want; my family willingly leaves the white meat for me. While they have to share the thighs, the wings, and the legs between them, I have the chicken breasts all to myself.
Back to the story. I also ordered a large Coke. However, the waiter gave me a large glass of iced tea which was not even cold. When they finally got around to serving our meals everyone EXCEPT ME got a chicken breast. EVERYONE BUT ME. I got stuck with a drumstick. A little, itsy-bitsy drumstick. It was really frustrating.
I just checked the CRS, and my Journalism 101 grade has not yet been posted. I have been waiting for a week already. All my other grades are there already, and the deadline for the submission of grades has already passed.
I want to know if I got another "1". Hahahaha. Grade conscious? Yes. I AM.
Somebody please give me a hot Venti White Chocolate Mocha. I haven't had one of those in a very, very long time.
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