I am the Lizard Queen!
Sep. 16th, 2007 12:57 amI don't have the patience to deal with you, Otoya Trading Website. I don't understand what I did wrong, and it's really pissing me off. All I want to do is order some durned cardio fitness music, and I have to go through you since the American website refuses to deal with me because I am not in the US.
And I have to go to Shibuya tomorrow to try to get someone at the Apple Store to figure out what's wrong with my iPod (dead battery from exposure to torrential rains near the summit of Fuji is my educated guess) and how much it will cost to resuscitate my sweet baby nano. If the price is more than ichi-man (approximately $100), it's probably just as efficient to buy a new one.
And Sean stuffed me full of lasagna, even though I asked him to please cut the serving in half. And if you are thinking about saying I could have just eaten half and left the rest, please feel free to self-administer the throat punch I am too far away to deliver in person. If I were able to leave food on my plate, I would. I consider my restraint in not eating the revoltingly sugary Frozen Mudslide Pie an accomplishment, though it was really really much too sweet.
Unfortunately, the little bit that I did eat has left me as hyperactive as a coked-up poodle and I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep for a few hours.
And I have to go to Shibuya tomorrow to try to get someone at the Apple Store to figure out what's wrong with my iPod (dead battery from exposure to torrential rains near the summit of Fuji is my educated guess) and how much it will cost to resuscitate my sweet baby nano. If the price is more than ichi-man (approximately $100), it's probably just as efficient to buy a new one.
And Sean stuffed me full of lasagna, even though I asked him to please cut the serving in half. And if you are thinking about saying I could have just eaten half and left the rest, please feel free to self-administer the throat punch I am too far away to deliver in person. If I were able to leave food on my plate, I would. I consider my restraint in not eating the revoltingly sugary Frozen Mudslide Pie an accomplishment, though it was really really much too sweet.
Unfortunately, the little bit that I did eat has left me as hyperactive as a coked-up poodle and I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep for a few hours.