For some reason I received a subscription to Nickelodeon magazine. I think I'd offered to subscribe for a children's program, but they sent the magazine to me. I had to call three numbers, but I was able to cancel it.
I pulled out some old cargo pants and flip flops and walked up to the post office to get stamps to mail bills, stopping on the way home to do my homework. In consumer culture news: tickets for Sasquatch arrived in today's mail and I found a copy of Magnetic Fields's 69 Love Songs on Amazon after failing to find it at Apple Music.
What a ridiculous day.