Showing posts with label 50/50. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 50/50. Show all posts

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Graduation is Upon Us

Senior Showcase has come and gone.  It involved some unnecessary stresses which were somewhat soothed by the completely absurd vaudeville style Senior Showcase theme song that Chad made up, which I believe had the following lyrics:

Senior Showcase, it's a wonderful time!
Senior Showcase, come on and get in line!
Senior Showcase, we've been waiting for months!
It's the Senior Showcase, Shooooooooow!

There also was a very silly dance involved.  I'm pretty sure he should give up his dreams of becoming a jazz musician and write vaudeville style musicals instead.  It is clearly his calling.  

Anyway, here is my display;

That weird pink thing is a Cheshire Cat puppet

Weeeee culmination of college work and stuff!  

More news of the good and bad variety.  The bad news is that my ex-boyfriend Ian is in the hospital, in the ICU to be more specific.  The good news is that after 6 months of not speaking, we are corresponding again!  

Ian has been having some issues with his heart lately, it seems to insist on filling with fluids.  Which is not a great thing for it to be doing.  He was in the ICU for a week, was sent home and after 3 days of being home had to go back into the ICU because he was having more pains.  The doctors thought it may be sepsis for a while, which is basically just not good, but have recently decided that it is probably Still's Disease.  Which is basically a thing that doesn't really completely go away but can be treated.  So that is better than a lot of really unpleasant alternatives.  

So since Ian got over his burning hatred of me and my harpy self, I went to go visit him in the hospital. I came wielding a copy of the movie 50/50 and a battery of fruit tarts.  It was the first time we have really spoken in 6 months and I'm sorry it had to take place in an ICU room but it was overall very pleasant.  For those of you who know Ian and are wondering if he disappeared, I have the following proof that he exists:


Ian would like it to be known that he is not allowed to shower and that his hair does not normally look like that.  He is a pretty sociable dude and has been making friends with all the nurses and residents despite being in a very unpleasant and unfortunate situation.  GO IAN!!!

We have a lot of the same friends so the whole being friends again thing will make both of our lives much more pleasant because we can be at group hang outs AT THE SAME TIME, what a novel concept.  So Ian, get out of the hospital so our friends can be amazed at our amicableness. Also you need to meet Chad and I'm sure you two will get along and then I can be incredibly awkward about it.  It will be great.



Monday, January 30, 2012

Why I shouldn't have the internet at 2AM

So tonight is my first night in my own new apartment alone all by myself.  Chad isn't here because he is in Rochester, where he lives and J.T. went to a movie.  I have used this time to set up my new humidifier.  Which looks like this:

Meet Felipe!
That was productive of me *pats self on the back* so I went into my new bedroom (still filled with unpacked boxes) and set my computer up on the bed all ready to internet and then go to sleep.  Well that was around midnight.  It's 2am now, why I am I still awake?

I'll tell you why.  Apparently I'm afraid of brick walls.  Yep that's right.  Just plain old brick walls.  You see, my bedroom window faces the side of my neighbor's brick house.

My View
I realize this isn't scary or anything and I might be insane.  But I'm not really scared of the bricks or the wall, I just don't like that my bed faces an open window and it's dark and I can't see anything but bricks. I'm afraid there will suddenly be a creepy guy looking in at me while I'm sleeping even though that's totally irrational because I live in a walk up building.

So long story short, I decided to buy a curtain.   I shopped around and found one on Target.com that was $35.  I figure $35 is a reasonable sum to cure an irrational fear and decorate my new apartment in one fell swoop so I added it to my cart.  Then I added a curtain rod to the cart so the total would be over $50 and I could get free shipping.  Next I decided I would like a hold back so that I could pull the curtain back and enjoy my brick wall during the day.  BUT the hold back totally didn't match the finial on the curtain rod so I couldn't let such complete NONSENSE slide, not in my bedroom.  And after a lot of shopping around I determined that target has no matching tie backs and finials that are both available online, I decided to go to an actual Bed Bath and Beyond physical store at a later date.

BUT HO, a new dilemma had presented itself.  If I didn't have the curtain rod in my cart, then my curtain wasn't eligible for free shipping.  So I decided to buy a movie, 50/50, because I was totally going to buy it anyway and then I could get free shipping.  And that, kids, is the story of how Target's free shipping on orders over $50 makes them lots of money.

But before you totally judge me for buying a curtain at 1am on Target.com instead of just going to Target the next day and buying the curtain, I would like to point out that the particular curtain I bought is not available in stores.  SO THERE.

Also it's really cute, DOUBLE SO THERE

Welp then after all that the Target website decided to be an asshole and wouldn't let me pay vial PayPal. So I actually had to get all the way out of bed to get my credit card.  Then Target decided to freak out at least 4 times so I had to keep re-entering the information.  I know, my life is so hard I can't even stand it.

It was during this fateful moment in time that I decided I should really change my bank information to my new address so I can just click the "shipping address is the same as billing address" button instead of having to type in a whole new address.  Because that would have save me like 90 whole seconds of typing.  And I could have done a lot of things in those 90 seconds.  I could have looked at like 9 pictures of cute cupcakes on Pinterest or something.  So thanks bank address, you made me miss out on 9 gloriously cute cupcakes.