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took mother-not-in-law to the airport. am now at work. got here at 5:45 for a start time of 9. no no, i asked if i could come in super early and everyone was like why not, shoot some product. cool. so, here i am. to shoot product.
my god there is not enough coffee in the entire world.
on the upside, tim horton’s was open (of course it was), so i have a bacon cheddar biscuit. i went through the drive-thru, and nobody was in it, so i just pulled straight through, and immediately paid and was handed my coffee, but by the time i’d put my coffee in the cup holder and turned back for my five cents change and… whatever I’d ordered… I’d completely forgotten what I ordered. So the kid hands me this waxed-paper package and I’m like– I have no idea what’s in this package, this is a Delightful Surprise.
(I was not disappointed in PastMe when I realized what it was. Timmy Hos breakfast sandwiches are bomb.
(And just now I just remembered the first time I heard the phrase “the bomb” to mean great, and it was freshman year of college, and it was this kid from Connecticut, and I looked at him like he had three heads. Why do I remember that? I know, because long-term and short-term memory are different mechanisms and my long-term memory isn’t a fucking shitshow. But.)
took mother-not-in-law to the airport. am now at work. got here at 5:45 for a start time of 9. no no, i asked if i could come in super early and everyone was like why not, shoot some product. cool. so, here i am. to shoot product.
my god there is not enough coffee in the entire world.
on the upside, tim horton’s was open (of course it was), so i have a bacon cheddar biscuit. i went through the drive-thru, and nobody was in it, so i just pulled straight through, and immediately paid and was handed my coffee, but by the time i’d put my coffee in the cup holder and turned back for my five cents change and… whatever I’d ordered… I’d completely forgotten what I ordered. So the kid hands me this waxed-paper package and I’m like– I have no idea what’s in this package, this is a Delightful Surprise.
(I was not disappointed in PastMe when I realized what it was. Timmy Hos breakfast sandwiches are bomb.
(And just now I just remembered the first time I heard the phrase “the bomb” to mean great, and it was freshman year of college, and it was this kid from Connecticut, and I looked at him like he had three heads. Why do I remember that? I know, because long-term and short-term memory are different mechanisms and my long-term memory isn’t a fucking shitshow. But.)
