Or something.

Yeah.

There are two little girls that get on the city bus and get off at one of the elementary schools. They're both very, very quiet. They never talk, and barely look at me. The little one has gotten so she will smile at me. The older one was carrying a flute case today so I said that I play flute too. She only nodded. There is also one of the Sears office ladies that gets the bus in the morning. I got off early this afternoon, so we were both waiting for the bus to go home. She was telling me her life story, basically. Sometimes interesting people ride the bus.

I hate it when there are shoes on display on a table or case or something and all the boxes are right underneath the display shoe. There is still always the dumbass that comes up to me and says "Can I get this in an 8 1/2?"

People are stupid.

Is it just me or did Michael Jordan actually graduate from college? Basketball is stupid. I realize this statement has no purpose within the rest of this writing, but then again, it isn't supposed to. But it never hurts to repeat one's soul-cleansing mantra to oneself every once in a while. Let me demonstrate:

"Basketball is stupid. Basketball is stupid. Basketball is stupid. Ohhhmmmmm!"

Yes.

Guestbook notes are always much appreciated. And even more so from the always entertaining "eeeeee/ssssss/llllll/yyyyyy/iiiiii" person. Thank you.

I can be endearingly idiotic sometimes. Not right now, of course.

You must excuse the randomness occurring in this entry. I have consumed one Payday bar, one Snickers egg, and approximately 9 billion Starburst today. So if you would excuse me, I'm going to go do some laundry while my teeth fall out and I fall asleep at 10:30 like I am so skilled at doing as of late. Goodnight all!

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