I've been trying for 15 minutes now to buy tickets online for Margaret Cho's upcoming show in San Francisco. I'm in her "fan club," (I think it's just basically a mailing list) so I'm trying to buy tickets in advance. But I keep getting this damn message saying there aren't any tickets available that match my request.
Wait, let me try one more time. Hang on.
Bah. I give up. These tickets were for the first 10 rows. I'm sure they've sold out by now.
Dammit, Moran, why do you have to be so cool and stuff?
There are some tickets still available for the Sacramento show, but do I really want to go there? I hate the 916.
No offense to those (there's gotta be at least one of you out there) reading this in the 916. It's not you, it's me.
Now I have to wait until 2/25, when the rest of the tickets go on sale to the Great Unwashed.
In other news ...
Woke up at 1 a.m. this morning because I was so excited to try the new iPod I bought yesterday. I don't know why I didn't get this sooner. This is like, the best invention ever. So far I only have 314 songs loaded (I was impatient last night), but you know I'm going to devote the rest of this week to importing the bulk of my CD collection into my little, lovely, sexy iPod.
I've wanted an iPod ever since they came out. When it comes to technology and consumer electronics, I guess conceptually I'm an early adopter, but in practice, I'm sort of a straggler; a latecomer, if you will. I always get all miserly and stuff when I'm faced with the actual challenge of shelling out the bucks it takes to own one of these cute little gadgets. I really need to just go with the flow and buy the shit I want, when I want it. It's not like I'm married or have kids to support, shit.
Yesterday was the first day of the SELF Magazine Challenge. I guess it's this online thing where you get diet tips, nutrition facts and workout goals spelled out for you. My friend Stef got me into it. Today's the second day. We'll see how things go with that. I forget how long it goes for... If any of you in the blogging world want to give it a shot, click that link to sign up. We could root each other on or something.
Nothing else new to report. Going out to lunch with my cousin today, maybe a little shopping on the lunch break, who knows.
Talk amongst yourselves. And leave me a comment or six.
Feb 22, 2005
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2 comments:
"Assmaster"??? Now there's an idea for a revolutionary new exercise/torture/waste-of-money-gathering-dust-under-the-bed piece of equipment.
A small golf-ball sized object you place between the butt cheeks and squeeze, creating the perfect, pert ass.
Sadly, I bet I'm about 4 years late with that little gem! Chuck Norris has probably recorded the infomercial already.
i still haven't got an ipod yet, so don't worry. a long time ago i got a 128 mb iriver, but it's wasted on me because i'm absolutely glued next to a computer 24/7.
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