Alone Again (Naturally)

Hello, Drew here. Just got back from The Showcase, which is currently being watched over by Paul and the Brothers Grim: Kevin and Chris. I say "The Brothers Grim" because they their outlook on life is about as sunny as a London sky. They complain. A lot. Sometimes about stuff that doesn't even exist. (The hover-car traffic? Killer sea-apes? Huh?) So now they're working together and what happens frequently and will no doubt happen tonight should transpire: one will threaten to beat up the other one. In front of customers. And God.

Back to MY day at the store...

Today Jordan came in and startled me because I was doing a little research online about the new exhibit at The Living Seas pavilion of Epcot Center (actually, Epcot Center is only current when using the now-defunct EPCOT acronym, which stands for Experimental Prototype Community of Tomorrow but now Disney has just copyrighted the proper noun Epcot and that's what's most commonly used)... Um, I mean, I was looking at porn. Hetero-porn. Yeah, that's the ticket. And he startled me. Then he took over the computer and I was all like "WHAT?" Then he stood around, looked through the new stuff we got in, then left. AN HOUR AND A HALF LATER.

A little while later I turn around and he's back (like Shady), and I'm all like "Double-you-tee-eff?" And he goes: "Uh... I left my movies here. Got home, realized it, came back." Dumbass. On a related note of dumb-assery, I can't find my iPod. FUCK.

Drew.