fuck this dorm, it’s on fire
Monday, May 25th, 2009I continue my quest to find FMA boots (that aren’t over $60). I keep coming so close to them, but there’s always something, and usually, it’s decoration I can’t remove, or too much stitch styling, or whatever else they use to make a boot different enough to catch your eye. If engineer’s boots just DIDN’T HAVE THAT BUCKLE STRAP they’d be just about perfect. Such a time sink.
That was yesterday. TODAY, though, I left my phone at Starbucks. I didn’t know where it was when I realized I didn’t have it, though, so we called the Starbucks to ask if it was out by the couches where we were sitting, and the employee answered that he had just come in and had walked by there and he didn’t see it. He didn’t go out to actually, you know, look. So we drove back and there it was, on the ground next to the couch. Thanks, atypical Starbucks employee.
The funny part was, though, that when I got it back we realized that Lyns had purse-dialed me and left a voicemail, and we could tell by the conversation that she must have dialed as we crossed the street to walk home.
HER PHONE KNEW MINE WAS BEING LEFT THERE. They are meant to be. :<
In other news, this is definitely the last year we do AnimeExpo, if we even go this year with the cosmic forces that are trying to prevent it. Fanime and/or AWA will probably replace it, but that all depends on next year’s circumstances.