| End of an era... |
[18 Sep 2007|12:58am] |
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My old car, the '88 Chevy Cavalier, is finally gone, after just sitting in the driveway since January.
I had planned on getting it towed away eventually, but hadn't gotten around to it. Part of me was definitely sad to see it go, of course.
Then out of the blue today, some guy comes knocking on the door, & asks if we wanted to get rid of the car, and if so, he would tow it out for us free of charge.
To make a long story short, I took him up on the offer.
It's weird. I got that car right before I started working at B&N. I never guessed that the job would outlast the car.
Also weird: my former store manager, who started working at our B&N a week after I was hired, just quit last week.
So between my car finally leaving, to my former manager resigning, it seems like the end of an era. This is the universe probably trying to tell me to get the hell out of this damn job! Bleh.
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| Hahaha!! GOD, I hate Limp Bizkit/Fred Durst |
[18 Sep 2007|01:36am] |
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From Cracked.com's The 20 Worst Album Titles of All Time:
#1. Limp Bizkit - Chocolate Starfish and the Hotdog Flavored Water
OK, maybe we were wrong about the "moving on" thing. Only one title could beat out the mental image of R. Kelly's chocolate factory. This is the Sgt. Pepper’s of horrible album titles.
It’s also the exact kind of obnoxious, childish nonsense you could expect from a bunch of grown-up, high-school bully dirt bags. And in case you’re confused, "chocolate starfish" is a reference to buttholes. Oh Fred, you’re hilarious! Almost as funny as when you named a song "Nookie" just so you had something to rhyme with "cookie." Or, maybe it was the other way around.
It’s so bad, you'd swear Fred and company came up with it just to be the best at something. Well, congrats, guys.
XD!
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