I've been here for three hours now, I'm wondering if the people are starting to get irritated with me.
If my neighbors hadn't up and moved--taking their internet with them--I could be wasting my life away in the comfort of my own home right now.
I'm trying to download a movie off of iTunes and let me tell you, I am never doing it again.
I have a full connection, nothing is (was, I got bored of sitting around staring at the wall) running and yet it continues to tell me that I have six hours of downloading time left.
At the rate it's moving, I am not going to argue with it.
I can pause it but will it still be there when I come back?
I'm not going to lie, I never cared to learn about the whole iTunes-Apple-Quicktime thing. The folk at the Apple store downtown can nerd it up all they want but I have better things to do.
The soup the man across from me is eating looks D to the ELICIOUS .
He's noticed that I've been staring at it but has yet to say anything. I'm waiting for him to make the move because right now I'm having too much fun trying to freak him out.
Maybe I'll let my mouth hang open a little bit and allow a sort of... blank, glazed-over look to wash over my face.
I'd peruse the Random Livejournal Picture Generator but I'm in public. I've noticed that sometimes I'll unsuspectingly be graced with a piece of graphic pornography shoved in between a sparkling Tweety Bird animation and a hipster picture of somebody's new MADRAD haircut.
They're just stuck right in there, waiting for me to come across them in a public place while the person staring over my shoulder is given quite the show and my face turns a vibrant color of red.
Only three hours remaining! Oh iTunes, can you do anything?
Let's fast forward to a full hour and one half of an hour later:
I'm still sitting here and it now says that I have seven hours left of downloading time.
That is my cue to go home.
Goodbye man with the soup.
Goodbye movie download.
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