Trapped in An Infomercial

i was with allen in a mall on monday night looking for jeans and shoes when we found ourselves in the grip of a very aggressive saleswoman. next time i will think twice before i accept a free sample. i’m not sure why we were singled out. i wasn't screaming MONEY. i was in my work clothes and looked as though i got dressed in the dark because i got dressed in the dark (monday mornings are hard). we went through the normal what’s your name, where are you from, are you guys together together thing. then i found my hands coated in sugar and being commanded to rub them together. when I tried to escape she wouldn't let us go.

her nice approached then turned into the attack physical appearance approach. she hands me a mirror and tells me to look at myself as she points out all my skin’s trouble areas. does she not think i own a mirror or am exposed to shiny surfaces? i know my skin is gross because I am lazy. the face wash i have at home works just fine if only i’d take the time to use it. besides i live in an asian household. there isn't much in the way of criticizm that can faze me at this point.

eventually she let us go and was not happy about it. she spent 45 minutes with us and couldn’t get us to buy a thing. i think i could’ve escaped earlier but allen was so polite he could’ve been eaten. now i don’t mean the same way i want to eat buster posey up with a spoon(buster posey is so adorable. kawai. ok focus). i mean some people take advantage of the overly nice.

the saleswoman shouldn't feel bad about not making a sale. there was no way i was going to drop $50 on jars of hand sugar and face butter. i’m asian with a sprinkling of jew. good luck with getting me to loosen my purse strings.

Good-bye jenblue

i always thought we’d have forever but alas this is not so. in a world of ADD and limited space jenblue has been denied immortality.

yahoo closed geocities so all my posts before May 2008 are gone. I didn’t realize this until someone asked me to find an old link to another page. When I looked I learned it was all gone. 6.5 years of emo down the drain.

i thought my thoughts would float around in cyberspace forever. generations to come would read them and the world would be a better place. remember the squirrel ramen post? how about the anti-Sprint one? remember the bubble post? what a tragedy! So good-bye jenblue versions I-III, good-bye we don't know what we are doing, good-bye meet joanne, good-bye laurie's page.

it could've been much worse. we should all be grateful i got over my stubbornness and got a blog or else everything would be gone. perhaps i should have everything transferred to facebook since i heard they keep users's data forever. you know so they can steal...share your ideas.

i'll miss you jenblue (of geocities).