I’m Amanda. I’ve got wide eyes, a smart mouth, and a MetroCard. And I’m not afraid to use them.
FAIL Blog, have I got a submission for you.
Yesterday, TBID emailed me excitedly about an amazing new product targeted to people who are both lazy and health-conscious. Batter Blaster, is a pressurized can of pancake/waffle batter that you simply spray onto a griddle or pan.
I’m spending the night unwinding after attempting to do all my Christmas shopping in one day. Caveat: I’m only buying for my family and the kids I tutor - fewer than 10 people.
Has anyone found themselves calendar shopping already? I went to Staples last night to pick up the At-A-Glance kind I mount on the wall by my desk at home. TBID helped me find another I will use elsewhere - Nice Jewish Guys 2009.
Okay, this is my last short entry tonight. I’m procrastinating taking a shower, which no one should do past the age of 10.
Today I was at the deli where I eat lunch almost everyday in the winter with no cash. I rarely use my debit card for small daily purchases, as I experienced debit card fraud last year and like to limit how many people have access to my card number.
I took the day off Wednesday for a day of relaxation with TBID at a Korean bathhouse. We’d read about it months ago and were prepared for saunas and hot tubs. The day before Thanksgiving seemed perfect, as people were still at work and school, and no one would have recently gorged themselves with turkey and sweet potatoes. (Not pretty, especially in the single-sex nude areas).
I work downtown and constantly run into people carrying these large paper bags with “EDUCATED CONSUMER” printed on them.
November has flown by! It’s pitch black outside at 5:00 these days, and the leaves have shivered themselves off most trees. The remaining skeletons aren’t eery in the moonlight so much as they are reminders of how everything starts. TBID and I are back in the coats we wore when we first met.
Last night confirmed that TBID is sick. Like, the good way.
But today I’m sick. The bad way. I’ve been vomiting anything I consume, even a Curb Your Enthusiasm episode. (It was awkward and involved excessive gesturing). I loved it.
Instead of my usual wild and crazy tutoring session with Jing, I just got back from hearing TBID play a gig. So tonight I’m with the band.
