Good stuff that happened just today:
- Pretty weather.
- Manbitch was in the area for a conference and dropped off a gooey butter danish before I came in.
- Free bagels.
- Free coffeecake.
- Then, after lunch, free ice cream bars.
- Jeans Day at work.
- Pay day.
- Guster is coming to town (but I can’t see where to buy tickets – I’ve never bought tickets through anything but Ticketmaster. A new adventure!)
- Puddle of Mudd, Bowling for Soup are coming to the …
- Taste of Saint Louis event.
- Best Week Ever is back.
- Best Week Ever says Britney WAS lip-synching. (I wasn’t sure.)
- I can now sing and play the guitar at the same time, if it’s a nice four-chord Liz Phair song.
- I somehow managed to have money in my account when I got this paycheck today.
In general: I have the tastes of a teenager and the income of a grownup.
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Whoa! All most excellent. It doesn’t get much better than that.
I’d be content with just the coffeecake and Best Week Ever.
I say the next GNO you provide the music. 🙂
“I have the tastes of a teenager and the income of a grownup.” Which is perfection itself.
It all sounds great!
Becs – Free food and cheap music. That’s all I need.Kathy – Well, you have the ultimate playlist, so that’s okay.Friend #3 – Um, I discovered today that I can sing, but I sing worse than usual. And for some reason, I don’t know, there’s a lot more spit.~~Silk – It’s a good lifestyle for me.Sue – Well.. as it turns out, the Guster concert is the SLU homecoming, and I don’t know if I’d be able to crush a college homecoming.
As much as I dislike my job, I do appreciate that every day can be Jeans Day.
Catherine – technically, every day could be pajamas day at my job, but I dont take advantage of it.
Best Week Ever was the first thing that went on my iPod when I bought it. It’s still pretty much the only podcast I actually follow. (I’d watch it on TV if I had [1] a less retarded schedule or [2] TiVo.) I had something else to say, too, but my brain just went *dink!* or *ping!* and tossed my train of thought out the window. Because trains go through windows in my world, apparently. I’m going to shut up now.
Rachelskirts – What’s Better than Best Week Ever? BEST YEAR EVER. It combines my love of yearly retrospectives with narkicity (thanks to jamon) and pop culture.
Yes, yes, yes. I LOOOOVE Best Year Ever.
Rachelskirts – If only they had been around for the turn of the millennium. Best Millennium Ever!