ok yahoo billing, it sort of works like this: i updated all my billing info, but you swindlers keep sending me those emails saying “account is past due, update your billing info. What do you want from me? really! why cant google be in charge of this stuff. No way would they fuck it up. on we go.
I had possibly the worst burrito i have ever had last night. Qudoba or burritoville, or those 2 other mexican places in Hoboken, I will never stray from your wonderfulness for the rest of my days. The burrito was quickly followed by a Jamba Juice, which almost made up for it.
You know, i haven’t quit a job since I worked at Commerce Bank while in high school. Just recently, i had to quit my sunday night board op gig at the Jazz station. Now, i have not seen my boss there in many many months, since i work when no one would dare be in the vacinity of Newark. BUT, me and the T Bone were returning on the path, after some delicious pork chops and a bunch of beverages at the nexus of the universe, and suddenly i hear “SteveWeiss.org!” well, he did not say .org, but this is the internet, come on. It was the boss who calls me a hipster, who i had just informed that i would no longer be working there. CRAZY. well, not really, but sort of.
we went to a “clublife” last night. This is an extremely rare occurrance for me, since i hate those things. BUT, for some reason, the planets aligned, and it did not suck. After not so much meditation on the subject, i woke up this morning with the answer: there were no guidos!!! we did not have to pay to get in, there was sort of an open bar for little while, the music was Mid-Kickin (TM) volume, and Eric Tarn was dancing with like 14 ladies the entire evening. BOO YA.