bozablog: January 2005

Well, U2.com slash ticketmaster can just suck it! I paid $40. Forty. Bucks! To get a membership at U2.com so I could buy pre-sale tickets. And I was there at 10am, 9:55 am to be exact, with my fingers on the keyboard, READY, to purchase tickets. And either there were technical gliches, or all the general admission tickets that they prereleased for TWO, count them TWO concert nights in Chicago, sold out in 20 seconds- which is IMPOSSIBLE! I tried ALL morning. I mean it was stupid. I could find $165 tickets, but I didn't want $165 tickets. I wanted $49.50 gen. admission. Ahhhhhhhhhh!

I don't even want to talk about it.

Funny though, my friend in Springpatch who was also cursing at her computer trying to get tickets said that she checked eBay for kicks and, what do you know? All kinds of U2 tickets already on sale. Imagine that.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

So, Sat. at 10am I will try again when the tickets go on sale to the general public and if I don't get my tickets, then someone is gonna have to pay the piper. (....boy, that was the worst threat I've ever come up with. ) Well, someone's gonna pay something, like maybe my $40 back!!!!

Today is the day

Hopefully within the hour, U2 tickets will be MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!

Operations Manual

continuing conversations that began on television seems to be a common mistake. but this drinking mountain dew to spite pepsi thing is just plain embarrassing. what difference could it make to the marketeer which of his mascots make the sale? the credits are deducted from your account either way.

an excerpt from the Operations Manual, Vol. 1, by Marx Aviano

3 Stories

1. Last night I ordered some food from Leona's. When it arrived, I was in the back washing my hands and I heard Cory yell, Oh your eggroll looks good! My...eggroll? I hadn't ordered an eggroll. In fact I don't think Leona's even sells eggrolls. So, I dash into the living room and check out the scene. Sure enough, it looks like I got an eggroll! I check the receipt: chicken strips (check), meatball sub (check), cheese stick...cheese stick? Cheese STICK?? I ordered cheesecake!!!!!!! But sure enough, I guess they heard me wrong and instead of sending me one piece of cheesecake, they sent me one, count it, ONE cheese stick. Granted, it was the largest cheese stick I had ever seen, hence the eggroll confusion, but MAN, was I disappointed. Cory, however thought it was quite funny. But really, who sends someone ONE cheese stick?

2. I signed up to take an online class this semester through Oakton Community College. The whole process was so laid back and easy, that I failed to see some fine (nonexistent) print giving some due date for my payment. So when I went to pay yesterday, which was the first day of classes, I found out that I had been dropped from my class! And! AND....Now the class is full! Oh, ho ho ho ho! I haven't even cracked a book and already the fun has begun.

3. This afternoon I was hurrying to get to a focus group downtown. I drove straight from work and instead of parking at home and walking 15 minutes to the train, I drove to the street across from the train and parked there. I paralled in a tight space on a semi snow mound and realized that I was up a bit on all this snow! I got out of my car and checked out the situation real quick and..well, the "snow mound" was more like "the curb." Okay, it was the curb. But there was no, "hitting of the curb" action or anything, there was just so much snow!. Anyway, I was running late and didn't have time to repark so... I just made a dash for the train.

Fast forward to 4 hours later, Cory and I are getting off the train and he's commenting on how cold it is and I say, Surprise! The car is right here! We can drive home! He's all excited until he sees my fabulous parking job, then he is in absolute shock! He said, and I quote, That is the worst parking job I have ever seen in my life. Ever. No exaggeration. So, both my right wheels were on the curb? So? Things happen. I blew it off, but he's still harassing me about it. Whatever.

As usual, when a virus goes around my school, it inevitably heads straight to me. And now I am home, sick, feeling worse than I have all year. I tried taking a shower earlier because a warm shower always helps, right? I lasted maybe 2 minutes. I had just put shampoo in my hair when this wave of nausea hit me like a train and I realized that if I did not lay down within the next 10 seconds, I was going to be throwing up. I didn't even have time to wash all the shampoo out of my hair!!!!!!!!! I ran to my bed and in a few minutes it passed. And as I was lying there, I could hear the little soap bubbles by my ear. Talk about feeling pathetic.

Luckily school is closed today for MLK Jr. day, (looks like Milk Jr.) so I don't have to feel guilty about watching TV and sleeping for hours on end today.

And that's my day My audition went fabuloso by the way. Luckily I only had a slight sore throat at the time and still felt like myself. Now if they'll just call me and tell me I have the part!