wish list imports January 12, 2008
Posted by Abby T in : wish list , add a commentI’m just about the worst person in the world at informing the world what I want for various birthdays and holidays at the drop of a hat. There’s always stuff I want that I come up with at random times throughout the year, but when you put me on the spot it just flies out of my head. I’ve tried to keep wish lists going but I always lose them.
But even I can’t misplace the entire Internet, right?
Let’s hope:
- This one’s pretty simple: an iPhone. Probably never going to happen, but I never said this list was realistic.
- A new drill. 7.2 volts just aren’t cutting it for much. This one would do nicely.
- This watch. I have gone through three watches in as many years: a broken band whose replacement is extremely hard to find, a crappy HRC timepiece whose face is impossible to read, and the watch my sister gave me that I actually really like. But I still want the one I linked above, mostly because I used to have a Swiss Army watch and I don’t know what happened to it, but I miss it.
- This backpack. I like it.
- A cookbook stand.
Got spare cash? Buy me this stuff!
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life is unfair to the midwest.
Posted by Abby T in : rants & raves , 2 commentsAnd by “life” in the title, I of course mean “the world of television”. When an ad for an upcoming program comes to an end, the splash screen thingie reads: “Next Tuesday night at 8 (7c)!” or whatever. Something similar. We in the Midwest are relegated to parentheses to determine the times of our programming.
Unless.
(Unless!)
The announcer of the ad gets excited, or the end is pressed for time, or some similar case, in which case all we get is “TUESDAY NIGHT AT EIGHT!” and we poor, oppressed Midwest-dwellers have to translate the time in our own heads.
Life, she is le difficult.
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