Thanks to my quick bit of research upon signing on a few minutes ago, I have answered my own question from my previous entry (which was friends-locked, so I'll restate the question). Okay, it wasn't quite a question. It was more of a statement. Small drinks at work are now the formerly medium size. Thirty-two ounces, now. So I threatened to google average bladder size. And is it 32oz? No! It's 800mL (27oz) at max or "10 to 20oz", depending on the source. Both of which are well below 32 ounces. I don't want to think of what happens to the people who order the sixty-four ounce large. That's more than twice the average bladder capacity! If someone's bladder bursts in the theatre, I am so not taking responsibility. I also realized I neglected to mention the new... umm... semi-motivational posters up in the hallway we take our breaks in now. They're all about treating the customers properly, and I'm quite amused to see that Regal has backtracked on its previously ridiculously strict policies on giving people things for free. Not that it wasn't already easy to get free movie tickets (complain... that's about it. Slightest inconvenience? Free movie tickets. Just make sure whatever has gone wrong isn't the employees' fault, because our lives are miserable enough already). Anyway, we are now allowed (in special circumstances) to give out free popcorn bags! Gasp! But those are inventory items, you say! "We owe it to the customer." Darn right you do, you fools! There's also one about letting someone in with cupcakes if they're having a birthday party, and letting them tour the projection booth afterwards. And the best one is about someone who sits in the handicapped seating and refuses to move, so we bribe them with free movie tickets to find another seat. Everyone wins! Two thumbs up! I won't mention that most of this is geared towards the managers, and in general makes the employees look like stupid brainless gits. Which, I guess, is what we're trained to be. But that's beside the point. (As you can see, I'm very reluctant to return to work tomorrow).

So, today I guess I didn't accomplish much. I set out this morning to apply to a few places and maybe randomly do some shopping, perhaps at the least find some black shoes to replace the ones that have been eaten-through by the evil theatre floors. I accomplished none of these things. I wandered through the used CD store and found nothing. Even though this has been a common thing for me lately, since I'm rarely exposed to new music, I actually had at least five different CDs that I was looking for. I found none of them. I wandered over to the game store next door, mooned a bit over Xenosaga II, saw that it was still $50, and left. I drove over to Best Buy and wandered for a bit longer than necessary, still couldn't find any of the CDs I'm looking for (I was certain they weren't that obsccure!). Looked over the blurb-writing for the Elfen Lied DVD box ($25!! Holy crap! No wonder Shinsen was ADV'd over it!) They also didn't have FMA. I've never seen FMA there, which is weird. I should compile a list of shows I want on DVD, so if I ever win the lottery I know what I've got to buy. Of course, a large portion of them would probably be random American Sci-Fi shows that I haven't seen all of. Need X-Files. Stargate. CSI. Etc. See? The reason I can't ever buy anything is that there's too much that I randomly want, but I want it all equally. And that's at the level of "Well, that'd be fun to have." Which doesn't really motivate me to buy things. Anyway! After that I went to Barnes and Noble and wondered briefly why the Xenosaga II strategy guide was in the graphic novels section. Then I flipped through the FMA manga to see if they'd done a good job on it and realized that I'm pretty sure I never actually read the first few chapters of the manga. I am a horrible fan! I didn't realize Hughes wasn't on the train! What sort of person am I? I wondered briefly about the my-ageish guy looking at the Fruits Basket manga (of all things for a guy to be looking through), then left. And went to the library, where I picked up two books on Japanese, Dune, and some book on word derivations that looked interesting (when most if it turned out to be a random quiz on word derivations though, I lost interest. I just wanted to read!) Yes, I got the book that claims to be in "Japanese speak" again, just for laughs. Upon flipping through it again I came across the sentence "No way! That wasn't Tom Cruise!" Which I could read in Japanese, save for the verb, because I for some reason haven't quite caught on to the deshita or whatever-type conjugation. (Probably because I haven't been trying to learn). I must remember to start reviewing for French nearer to the end of the summer, though, so when I try to take my competancy I don't reply with "iie, gomen... I mean... err... gomene...desolée! Je ne me souviens pas francias de tout! C'est tout en japonaise maintenant... zut. Japonaise reminds me of mayonnaise. Hahaha" The natural reply to that is "YOU FAIL!" "Uso! Hidoi!" "Shut up and learn French properly!" "... gomen." And then I get kicked out of the university. It will be the final straw, after basing my final Tolkien project on the colouring style of Gankutusou. Which, I realized later on, sort of confirms that I've been abusing the university's internet to download copyrighted material. Even if it wasn't copyrighted in the US at the time. Well, most of the time. Crap.

For some reason, when I tried to type the é in desolée, it came out as some Chinese symbol that I can't seem to duplicate. I mean, usually this doesn't even accept the text properly as imput. Ohh well. I'm going to stop hitting random keys to find out, before I break something.
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