Waffling in THREE dimensions.

Saturday, August 18, 2007


I want to vent into the internets, but the weekend isn't over and I imagine the story will be best told in its entirety. So far the defining moment has been breaking a ten into the Trimet ticket machine and receiving 8 of these back. That's kind of how it's been all weekend. Of course, no one can refuse legal tender. In the Eurozone is a really cool sounding phrase. I'd use it as for the name of the second album of some British rock band, were I in one.

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