I have to stop drinking coffee (and iced coffee) for a few weeks. I started drinking it a lot more when I started this job. Starbucks is in the same wing as the shoe store I work at, and Gloria Jean’s is right upstairs.

I made the mistake of drinking too much on Sunday. I was working at 11AM and bought something from Starbucks so I wouldn’t yawn in customers’ faces. A few hours later, my co-worker bought me something from Gloria Jean’s. It was literally the size of my forearm.

When we closed the store at 7:30, I felt as if I could cartwheel for miles while juggling 3 boxes of shoes. (Okay, that’s not possible, but it felt like it could be done after a lot of coffee.) And my hands were shaking.

I went out to dinner at 10:30 with Abbie and I .. crashed. I felt like I could fall asleep right in my gravy fries. I went from one extreme to the other and did not like it at all. and the cure? not more cowbell. more coffee. i really wanted more coffee.

So I’ve decided to stop before I become one of those people who cannot function without it.

1) Jennifer Whats-her-face, The Runaway Bride.
AGRSDFJFLAJE;FAFJSAWFJEWSO!!!!! I wish the media would stop talking about her, her story, and how she’s cashing in on the trouble she caused.

2) Banks and checking accounts. Free student checking? What bullshit. I opened an account at PNC Bank thinking that it was a student checking account. This means that I shouldn’t get a monthly service charge. I got a statement today and my account is, apparently, a regular checking account and they take 11 dollars from me.

3) Myself. I keep buying food and snacks from the mall because I have “no time” to make something at home. Everything is overpriced at the mall. I also developed a slight Starbucks addiction.

4) Filling out insurance claim forms. Getting an estimate of the damages on my car.

I love the new Foo Fighters album.

I don’t care who you are. You can’t have a copy of mine.

I must see them live at some point.

So… Tuesday is a big music day. I’m working from 10:30 to 6 on Tuesday, so I can pick up the new Foo Fighters during my break. I also want to get David Bowie’s Hunky Dory and The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust, but they are 17.99 each at Sam Goody.

I am definitely getting the Foo Fighters album. With Bowie, I have four options.

1) Buy them. I have money now, but with gas and clothing… and all the other stuff I charged to my dad’s card… I’ll probably be back at $0.

2) Buy from iTunes. The albums are about $9.99 each, but I’m on dialup*. It’ll take FOREEEEEEEEVVVVVVVEEEEEEER.

3) Download. Yeah. When I was at school, I downloaded so many albums… some I had on vinyl… some I didn’t have at all. For once, I think I’d like to buy.

4) Ask Maurine to burn me a copy. The downside of this? I don’t like being a mooch. I’d have to give something good back to her in exchange. (Because this is what good music buddies do…) I don’t know if I have anything she wants.

*we have dialup at home because i’m at school for 8 months out of a year. my dad doesn’t use the internet as often as i do. the money will be wasted.

I was in my first car accident today.

It wasn’t bad. My car isn’t completely wrecked. It wasn’t even my fault. It was just … startling, I guess.

My cousin and I went to the mall to get ice cream from Cold Stone Creamery. We exited the parking lot, turned left onto a road, and stopped at a red light. I noticed that the person behind me was going pretty fast and wasn’t slowing down. I figured they’d notice at the last second and hit the brakes. Ha. Crash. Crunch. My trunk popped open. She said she hit the brakes but couldn’t stop. (Of course, you never know if that’s slang for, “I totally wasn’t paying attention and caused a nice big pain in the ass for you.“)

My bumper and left tail light are kind of messed up.

Sigh. At least the car is still driveable and no one was hurt.

And thank god it wasn’t my fault.

My posts are about nothing these days. Kind of like Seinfeld in blog-form, I guess. Just… not as funny. So read on if you want to read about nothing.

I want to go to this. The lineup is okay (The lineup in London and Berlin is 10 times better and then some…), but I think that you don’t need tickets. It’s at or around the Museum of Art in Philly and it’s being held on a Saturday!

So answering the phone, looking for shoes, and ringing everything up at work
is not as hard as I imagined. It’s greeting people and asking them what they’re looking for that gets me. I definitely get flustered and I talk to fast or screw up my words. I’m not used to being so… friendly. And it’s HARD being fake-friendly because you know it’s fake, and you don’t want to be one of those fake-friendly people! Do I make sense? Probably not. Tomorrow, I am working from 2PM to closing. My poor feet. Must find comfortable shoes to wear. Must go to bed early. Must WAKE UP.

I watched The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou a few days ago. I was honestly expecting that I would fall asleep or something like I did with The Royal Tenenbaums, but I actually liked it. By the way, this is one of those movies where the soundtrack just makes it a million times better than what it really is. I added a song from the soundtrack at the bottom.

Also: more music blog stuff. it moved. you can still go to the old one if you know maurine’s new domain name.