Tuesday

I got an unpleasant online comment, possibly from a human (and/or a tourist in Mexico) about my San Miguel de Allende post.
Weekend Update to you, people: SMA was even better when it was still very Mexican.

A man tried to sell me an apartment so I wouldn’t have to work at a coffee shop.

My French teacher is Santa Claus, and he gave me the second book of my chosen learning method, which I couldn’t find anywhere.
I’m back to studying at night, beware.

There’s a new Adidas store at Water Tower Place. There’s nothing good in there, I think it’s intended for the “regular” customers, whereas the store on Rush is still for the “cool kids”. Don’t bother going. Or do, it’s warm in there.

I found an “iPod for dummies” book: Click on it. Turn the wheel, click again. Put earphones on, listen. Graduation day!

I saw Chucky (from Child’s Play, you know what I’m taking about) sitting innocently in a corner of a Caribou Coffee. I would’ve stabbed him, but they only have plastic knives there.