…the parking attendent asks if you’re an employee. Wish I was joking! Also wish I didn’t have to keep shelling out 4 bucks every time I leave the parking deck.
The icing on the annoying cake was when I didn’t have cash, and the only ATM available was courtesy of Bank of America. I particularly dislike Bank of America. Grawr.
Just bought “I Know What Love Isn’t” by Jens Lekman. It reminds me of Badly Drawn Boy and The Smiths. If you like those bands, you might like this CD as well. The title track is my current favorite track off the CD, but that could change.
At the hospital, they have these neat little lids on their coffee cups. I’m going to try and get a picture. Hold on a second.
Isn’t that clever? You can open and close the…uh…the mouth hole at will! Sorry not sure there is a better word for that. Mouth hole does sound a little obscene, doesn’t it.
Good lord Jesus I am so bored.