Dial. Up. is.. soo…. S-L-O-W

I’m back at home for a day or so, using my mum’s internet and– jeez! I could bake a cake in the time it takes to search Quark’s forums.

I think I’ll just go back and use the free high-speed internet at Arby’s. Is it bad when everyone recognizes you there? Maybe I should just suck it up and get my own high-speed internet at home?

…. Nahh..

Last Year: 100 Greatest? Hardly., The Tally is In
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Did I say I was going to check my e-mail?

I meant comb through my spam.

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10101

I’ve decided not to have a birthday this year. Perhaps I’ll decide to turn 21 next year.

Getting old is overrated anyway.

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It ain’t calculus

I’m using the free internet at Arby’s when I get hungry and decide to get some fries and a drink. I go up to the counter and order. The total is $5.11, I hand her a $20, a nickel ($.05), and six pennies ($.06).

She counts the change, thinks the twenty is a five, and types in $5.11. The register says $0.00 for change.

Then she realizes her mistake and– rather than simply giving me a ten and a five– she tries to void the transaction and type it in again… but she doesn’t know how.

Her mind cannot grasp that $20.11 - $5.11 is equal to $15, I guess. So she calls the manager, shows her the $20, and the manager helps her type it in.

“It’s $14.89. What plus 11 is equal to 100?” the manager tries to explain, misevaluating the situation.

I’m too entertained (and disgusted) to correct them as they give me a $10, four ones, three quarters, a dime, and four pennies.

I figure I paid 11¢ for a display of the New Mexican educational system. Also, I figure it serves me right for trying to get rid of my spare change..

Last Year: '>'OMG.. wow. you're so dumb.'
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These ads are so gay

So I created a new Myspace. (www.myspace.com/pixelq.) Now, I hate myspace, so I didn’t feel like redoing my profile. Instead, I decided to let all my friends do it. I posted my e-mail address and password on my blog and let my friends modify my profile.

You guessed it: they made me gay. I’m not sure who did it, but I’m guessing it was my mum in the guise of Pammy (www.myspace.com/carlosfatmom).

Interestingly, I found all the advertisements instantly changed into gay-themed ads. Quite an interesting invasion of privacy, if I do say so myself.

Last Year: Yo Momma
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