the double-edged paper

This may come as a shock to you, but I am a man who owes much money. I owe my parents a whole bunch of money (I got a car, it's awesome by the way) which is fine, I can pay them back and they're very gracious, but there's one debt that I can take care of, but I won't for a long time and it'll just keep piling up. I owe money to an institution that doesn't send goons, but man, you'd better pay, or the guilt will eat you up. That's right, I'm talking about...the library. That's right, the library that I've praised so many times. It has a darker side. I owe $3.75 to the library, and the guilt is killing me. I'm looking at the nilly talkent cd right now (translation: I'm looking at the Billy Talent cd right now (I was looking at it while I typed, I'm a man of my word)) It's just sitting there, and I can go over to the library and return it anytime I want, but I just don't have time! My dang short workweeks are so long and busy. The library is a harsh mistress, you get stuff for free, but don't ever get sucked into the dark side, where you owe an arm and 3 legs, it's just not worth it!

ok, bye.

dang short workweeks

Here's a little look at my schedule: Monday I get back to work, but I just got off the weekend so it's great! Come Tuesday is our youth service (which ALL of you should come to, by the way) which used to be on Friday nights, so it seems like a Friday night. Then Wednesday hits and it's already the middle of the week! I mean where has the time gone! Thursday, as Garner Andrews so wisely puts it, is basically a Mini-Friday, I mean, there's just one day left! And then Friday, is Friday!! It's just so awesome how time (sometimes) flies. The way I look at it, by Tuesday, the week is pretty much over.

ok, bye.

where's my 3.125%?

ok, every time I go to Wendy's I like to have a Frosty. Yes the Frosty, the soquid you eat with a fpoon, one of the most wonderful things on the planet. Alas, there has come a hurdle between myself and utter satisfaction when I have a frosty: about one half inch of cardboard cup. Now I know that some of you are sitting there saying "you my friend, are just too picky, who cares if they stiff you on one of the best things in the world, just get over it you complaining scum." But NO! I will not get over it. If you go to any Wendy's with a picture of a froster on the roof, you see it nearly overflowing, fuller than the top, so you go in with high hopes and recieve a cup of delightful chocolate with ONE HALF INCH OF CUP SHOWING!! Now that's false advertising, the roof and the pictures clearly showing the cup COMPLETELY full, and when I get my cup that's only 96.875% full, that's just down right dissapointing, and when you ask them to fill it up, some do, some don't, but either way you feel like you're asking them to work 19 days without a bathroom break the way they look at you. Well, I just can't stand it anymore, every time I get a frosty and I'm not satisfied, because it's not everything they promised me, then I'm gonna fill out the comment card! yeah, it's gonna say "where's my 3.125% of frosty that you advertised, that I didn't recieve?" I urge all of you to do the same, it's just not fair, not fair at all.

ok, bye.