iPods & Jello

I'm bored to death.

Half an hour ago, I was feeling rather optimistic about the whole resit affair. It's all good. It can be done. No worries.

Then ten minutes ago, I felt a twinge of panic. A twinge, but it was there nonetheless. How can I possible remember all this shit? In case you didn't know, there's quite a lot of shit. Loads of shit.

Fickle.

I was surfing Apple last night. I discovered students were entitled to educational discounts off Apple goods. I could save €10 on the new iPod, €5 on the vinyl case and €6 on the dock. That's €21 in total savings, balls. In Cina logic, it would be unwise not to buy. Plus there was free shipping. And free laser engraving. Whoah.

Bloody hell this deal was tailor made for chinamen like me. Can you spell the words impulse buy?

So I jumped on the iPod bandwagon. I will be joining millions on the street who walk by each other with nary a nod or a hello. With white earphones sticking out of my.. um.. ears.

It arrives in a few days' time. 20 gigs of music with.. wait for it.. a colour display! COLOUR WOR!

I engraved life is shite. cope. listen. on the back. Smart, huh? Thank you, thank you. I wanted life is shit, but apparently you can't engrave naughty words. Adding the e makes it alright, in case you didn't know.

Anyway.

Larry's birthday is days away. I still remember last year's celebs. We were drinking warm (not by choice, we ran outta ice) black label by the pool downstairs his place after a great barbecue. Too bad there won't be a repeat this year.

Have a good one in Dundee, bro. You're an adult now. No more 'weed gives me jello legs' bullshit. Haha. Jello legs.

Funny.

This entry was posted by tsh, on Saturday, August 06, 2005. You can bitch back.