|Welcome to Shitassticka!
||[Apr. 13th, 2007|05:11 am]
Kelly J. Cooper
Welcome to ShitASSticka! Look out, don't step in the... oh well. There's a smell that will linger.
I'm sorry to tell you that there is a problem with your VISA, so you'll be staying with us here in Shitassticka for a while, in one of our older detention centers. I apologize in advance for the toilets. And the food. It's not like there was much to see here, anyway. Everything you wanted to visit is closed, and the rest have gone out of business.
Summon the WAAAAAMBULANCE! I feel the need to WHINE!
Not only has the Porter Square Gnomon copy closed permanently (it's been folded into one of the Harvard Square stores) BUT The India Club (restaurant), my favorite Indian restaurant in the WHOLE WORLD, also closed. WTF?!
I discovered this while enjoying the cold rain, which got progressively colder, more plentiful, and more frozen as my SHITASSTICK (rhymes with FANTASTIC) day continued. Oh and the wind! That also ramped up. My umbrella went inside out, then right-side out, at least twice.
I did finally get my damn flyer copies made, and it cost me nearly $400 because FedEx/Kinkos is EVIL, but the weather was so spectacularly bad that I sucked it up.
Then, after work, I made eight cuts into each of the 410 flyers. I'd just like to say, OW DAMMIT. It took most of the friggin night... I just stopped in to make sure nothing blew up via email today.
Stupid, STUPID day.