I seriously love grocery shopping. Honestly! The grocery store is one of my favourite places to be. I also adore Bulk Barn. Anyway, I got to go to both today, at my mom's expense no less. I am a happy girl. Except for the instant miso soup; it tastes like shit. I dunno what I'm going to do with it.
For those of you unable to contain your curiosity about my dad's adventures in trying to set up an MSN name, he finally succeeded today after about another hour (making 3+ total) on the phone with tech support. I think maybe he's lonely… personally I would stab my ears out with a spork before calling tech support (unless my boyfriend counts as tech support), but he was quite happily chatting with a guy named Mark for a good portion of the morning. At one point I interrupted to tell him that I could make it work in three minutes flat by means of a hotmail address, and he said “No, I am stubborn enough that I am going to make this way work.”
If for some reason you ever find me refusing to budge on some minute issue, let me remind you that this is hereditary.
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