born to survive

slaughterhousefive replied to your photo: Tumblr does this thing now where, if you hover…

I thought that was a feature of missing e…

Oh shit, is it? Holy crap, yes, yes it is. I’ve been using missing e for so long that I don’t even know what regular tumblr is like anymore. And I don’t keep track of everything new they add onto the extension, since I assume I’ll like it.

In that case, hey tumblr, stop being a total nerf-herder, apologize to the internet, and make missing e’s things a part of your actual website. 

They still fail on the queue-front, though.

Seriously, this I can’t eat because I want to determine why I’m broken concept is destroying me. I should go back to reading The Fault In Our Stars, except that I’m at a part where people are eating at a restaurant, and the descriptions of foods aren’t helping me not want to go to my food cubby and eat an entire box of vegetable thins. 

I’m only to drink clear liquids (things that I can see through, so thankfully, I’m allowed to have apple juice and green tea), and not eat anything solid, since it seems that whenever I eat, I get a horrible pain in my abdomen/that general area. It’s very hard to sit in a room with a shelf full of food you really want to eat but are not allowed to.

Because right now, I would drown a sparrow to get some Italian meatballs and spaghetti up in this bitch.

Specifically, you know how to keep your shit in stock all the time so that I can buy the foundation I want.

Congrats on your stuff.

Two weeks ago, I bought a DS game from Walmart. I had been looking for it at various EB Games/Gamestops in vain, since none of them had it in stock. I recall opening it once after I bought it, but I more or less fiddled with the inserts, and I don’t remember ever actually taking out the game.

Because of reasons, I never actually opened the box until today.

There was no game inside the case.

The two possibilities are that a) I actually did take it out of the box, and it’s somewhere in my room here at school, or back at home, although I know I didn’t ever actually even take out my DS or the game while there, or b) There actually wasn’t a game there at all, and either by the fault of Walmart or the manufacturer, my copy of the box was empty, and, by some sort of miracle, all the games of this title in the Walmart display are empty.

My problem is that if I can’t find it here and I come to the conclusion that it was never there in the first place, how to I convince Walmart of this? I worked customer service, I had to deal with bullshit excuses all the time, and mine sounds like I’m someone who’s clearly just starting a lifestyle of scamming companies for video games and other merchandise. 

The only shred of proof I have that I indeed purchased at least the box is that the SKU/UPC code on the box matches the one on my receipt. That’s it. But obviously there is still the huge possibility I could be lying and am trying to get a second copy of the game for free.

I want to own this game. I really do. I’ll probably end up going back to Walmart and purchasing another one, except this time I’ll open it in front of the sales clerk to make sure that it’s there, in case it isn’t. And maybe then, by that same miracle, none of the boxes have games in them, they might believe me.

Assuming they don’t believe my story, which, let’s be honest, they totally won’t, the thing I’m pissed off most about is that now I’m out thirty dollars. And when you’re a student, thirty dollars is a lot of money. 

In Canada, we have names for different sizes of alcohol bottles. A mickey is the smallest, followed by a 26er (or a two-six), a 40, and a 60. 

A little research has informed me that calling something a mickey and a 26er/two-six is generally a Canadian thing.

Truth? False?

Dr. Google, cure me of my ills.

Some day people in my city will realize how incredibly wonderful GO Transit is.

Until then, I’ll just be smug about it.

To visit my parents, and to go shopping.