Amazon Dot Motherfucking Com.

Shipping to a US address:

1. Put a bunch of things in your shopping cart. Note that they all say "usually ships within 24 hours".

2. Check out.

3. Note estimated delivery date of November 15, 2005 - December 3, 2005.

Falling down a long flight of rain-slick steps. On my way to buy perfume.

That's just to give you more time to build up an appetite.

realizing that i haven't looked at my etrade account for years, doing so and then discovering that i've been paying quarterly fees on my account that are greater than what my paltry portfolio has been earning in the same periods. i'm renaming my account "sisyphus".

Try Ameritrade; no maintenance fees.

this website is making me hyperventilate. Look at those numbers!

but my gout has come back...

A message on the machine asks me to call 718, fast mumble, 6 fast mumble, mumble...to confirm my reservation at Peter Luger. Three passes and I arrive at a telephone number. I call the number and realize that I've got at least one digit wrong. Another pass yields the correct number. I call to confirm. OK. Then I say that I wish someone would ask the young woman who makes the initial call to speak a little slower when leaving the phone number and tell the man that it took three passes and a wrong number for me to get to them. He says, huffily, that she's not likely to change the way she does it, because she's been doing that way for a long time. I say, I can't believe I'm the only person who has commented on this. He says most people are more tolerant. I say, I'm tolerant, but it isn't a question of tolerance. I passed the information along because I thought they might be interested in better serving their customers.

Question: should I cancel the rezzie or just be prepared to eat the shoe leather they will undoubtedly serve me as payback?

Those people up there have investments! That means they have spare money. Grrrrr!

leaving home for 4 days without my ipod charger...and my sunglasses

reason to be cheerful: free wireless high-speed interent in hotel room.

Bono is up for the Nobel. What the fuck? Bono? Like, Bono, the singer of fucking U2? The band that once got trapped in a giant lemon? That Bono?

Sonny is dead.

nevermind

And Churchill won the literature prize.

Tell me it wasn't for The Gathering Storm. That book sucked.

After two weeks of not being staffed, my employer had the nerve to place me on a project. I was just getting used to being paid to hang out.

My project requires driving to my client's offices and I am now the proud driver of a white Dodge Stratus. ... which reminds me ... It was difficult finding a garage in he West Village that had availability for a new monthly customer who wasn't willing to sign a long term contract. As I only know that I am on this project for a month at a time, I can't commit to the 2 month minimum that some garages demanded. One garage had the nerve to quote me $600 a month + tax. I ended up finding one for $400 including tax - which I am thankfully getting reimbursed for.

I drove an hour and twenty minutes out to Long Island to my friend's birthday party only to discover when I got there that the party was next Saturday.

our stupid performance reviews are due tomorrow, at 9am. What kind of deadline is that?!? At least give us until close of business. 1 person on my floor just realized that the deadline was 9, and all of a sudden there is a flurry of activity and everyone is now doing their reviews because we were all leaving it until tomorrow. I suppose I should be pleased because, while this financial institution has seemly gotten no better at fractions, at least this year we seem to be having fewer than 4 quarterly reviews, as opposed to the last two years when I swear there were 8 of them a piece.

I've been sick for about three weeks now, and have to spend most of my time in bed. Alone. Crap.

Pouring rain.

Leaving my High Holidays ticket at home--I will have to leave work even earlier than I planned in order to go home and get it.

Steph - if you ordered your ticket they will most likely have your name on the list. Why not call and tell them you left your ticket at home and see if they can arrange for you to get your seat without presenting the ticket?

I'm having a very hard time getting in touch with my inner brute.

H--

This would have been more effective had you downsized the picture before posting it.

Wow. That is annoying!

Edit: Referring to hollywood's post, not Maurice's.

Another rainy day in New York City.

And the clothes I wore yesterday still have not dried out.

This was not the week to fly into Newark.

My mom is in town with her boyfriend and another couple. She called this morning to ask what "exciting" activities I could recommend for a rainy day. And then asked if the other couple's brother and wife could join us for dinner tonight. "You'll have lots in common with the wife - she just put in a whole new gourmet kitchen!"

Gah.

Who knew umbrellas can leak.

Also, Office Depot

My neice got a job as a production assistant on the Victoria's Secret Runway Show. During the interview, the interviewer stressed that I was not allowed on the set.