Holy crap, 6:45 and at the rail??? That's insane. I suppose it makes sense - didn't we see that at, like, 8:45, the crowd was not even 5-deep on the sides? (Poor Adam and Edge.)
I've now got 3 offers for my U2 tickets, and not a single person has paid.

And without payment, I don't know if they'll back out at the last minute. Including one guy from Scotland, who's ready to pay now, but wants me to send directly to Scotland, which will cost an additional $40 by Express mail. God.
My boss at the pharmacy has apparently been telling everyone how much she's looking forward to me leaving next month. I hate her. And now two people have quit and they've gone through 3 replacements who've all been fired within days of starting, and she's actually giving me shifts now out of desperation while still bitching about me behind my back.
It's like The Office without the humour.
Oh! And you probably already know this, but Franz Ferdinand is the SNL guest this week. I kept meaning to tell you but I figured you already knew. Woohoo!
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell
Updated On: 10/22/05 at 05:57 PM