Saturday, January 31, 2009

good news, yall


i know that most of you are back at obgynerlin, but some of us have more important things to do than "go back to school a lil early and get our drank on." namely, some of us have to go to morning glory and buy kute planners, mechanical pencils, sushi erasers, bento boxes, plastic chopsticks, and soapy strawberry-flavored gum for schooltimefuns.
there are no sanrios in northern new jersey, because of some hello kitty bukaki scandal or some 'thing', but we do have "morning glory", a knockoff sanrio employed exclusively by koreans (in cages.) and so, armed with the money that my parents put back into my account after i told them i was lonely and going to sell my body for cocaine (lol remebr when i was broke?), i woke up this morning with dog hair all over tony's jacket and a goal: get to morning glory.

howevar, i forgot that i don't have a car because my parents keep catching me "relapse", and that i also don't have any friends that aren't
a. twenty five years old and in brooklyn, or
b. twelve years old and in oberlin
so i decided to call "morning glory" and attempt to strike a deal with these koreuns, through broken english and several miscommunications. call log, after the jump!


jump

caged korean: moning groly?
devra: hello, what are your store hours?
ck: seven tirty.
d: you close at seven thirty?
ck: no, open seven tirty.
d: right, when do you close?
ck: seven tirty. you want come?
d: well, yeah, i want come, but i can't get there right now and i was wondering when you close so i can see if my mother can drive me when she gets back from work.
ck: ..... you come then?
d: when?
ck: seven tirty?
d: not unless you're open then. are you open at seven thirty?
ck: open, close, seven tirty.
d: ............. what?

then she hung up on me.
ayway, it's 3:28 now, and my mommy should be home by 5, so i guess i'll pack all my stuffs, peek around in the medicine cabinet for expired depression medication, and hang out with offie.


offie, the portable funfest. comes with nonremovable giant plastic neck-cone.

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