By this point in my week, my thoughts are no longer cohesive. So, you get Weird Lady Brain Potpourri today! Aren’t you so excited?
I saw the security at a drug store totally nab a shoplifter today! They chased this guy out onto the street (there were TWO officers! Like Chips! Only nothing like Chips!), and tackled his ass, and then cuffed him, and then pulled up his shirt and bam! There was a shiny new Bic pen pack tucked in the guy’s waistband. Bad boys, bad boys, what you gonna do when they come for you? And your Bic pen pack?
Yesterday, I made the executive decision to eat ice cream for lunch. The perks of being a grown up! I can decide to eat ice cream for lunch! And then well. I felt shitty for the rest of the afternoon. Grown-up-ness: proving less than awesome once again.
I have had a week full of bad hair days and I am not above telling you that this seriously bums me out.
I bought new glasses, and although I loved them in the store, I now have a fear that I went straight into Velma from Scooby Doo land. Jinkies!
I bought plane tickets for an end-of-summer vacation, using mileage that made the entire thing free. Is there any better feeling than that? I do not know of one.
Biogirl made up a totally disgusting sexual term called “dental spelunking.” I love that girl.
Speaking of disgusting, my office chair at work has started doing this thing where every time I swivel, it makes a farty noise. Class out the ass, people.
Last weekend Biogirl and I went to Bellingham for the afternoon. It was the prettiness.