Day 8 - UPS, Steamworks, Three Wolf Moon Shirt

When my mom and aunt went on the Disney cruise in March, they bought a bunch of art from one of the auctions. There was an original Peter Max included, which I would kill for. UPS has been being super difficult about getting it all to us, constantly saying that they came and no one was here to sign for it, although they kept coming by when no one is home, and we told them when we would be home and what not. Finally, they said that they would definitely bring it by today. So I had to get u this morning at 8 and sit around all day waiting for them to deliver everything. I couldn’t shower or go back to sleep since I knew that if I did, they would come in those few minutes. So basically I did nothing toady. And did UPS ever come? Of course not. My aunt and Patrick and Granny Franny all came over later and we got dinner and continued to wait for UPS. After a bunch of phone calls, UPS promised that they would deliver the art between 10 and noon tomorrow. And I will be up and waiting for it then.

Tonight Jenn and I went to Steamworks. It was kind of boring and it ended up back firing on us. Jenn saw someone she didn’t want to see, and we left. I don’t really want to get into all of that here though. We are now sitting at my house, eating brownies and watching Twilight.

I made a magical discovery tonight. The Three Wolf Moon T-Shirt on Amazon. The comments are completely hilarious. Best one:

"This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called meth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him. I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.
Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark."

Tomorrow I am supposed to go shopping with my mom to get clothes for my internship, but I want to go to the Jazz festival at the Landing. I have never been before. I don’t know, we shall see. All in all today was pretty uneventful, aside from tonight. I am going to go enjoy Twilight and try not to fall asleep. I got a Daily Booth, too. http://dailybooth.com/kgoreee Creep me there too. Hoorah.


Last thing, my scarf I ordered from ModCloth came in, and I am in love with it.