For some reason, Scrogg has incorporated me into his site, which I feel both honored & ashamed for my first post. Please read it & weep for me.
Here's a funny conundrum (a word previously used only by knowing-eye kiddies in reproduced Japanese horror films with Jewel/Nicole Kidman lookalikes): the mailman is parked a couple of houses down when I get home for lunch, but there is no mail. The people across the street have mail. I drive down the street, turn the corner, and see A SECOND MAIL TRUCK, PARKED. I work a couple of blocks away (but I'm chronically late, like a teenage whore, so I have to drive to work), and the mail at my office comes at 11AM everyday. What the fuck is going on here people? Why is the mailman deliberately disobeying me? All I want is my mail!
Other annoyances include the fact that our neighbors are supposed to park on the left hand side of the driveway, and we are supposed to park on the right. Why oh why does that infernal bitch woman park on the right side sometimes? Why must she not follow the rules? What is WRONG with people? ARGH!
I have to go to Costco & get another picture put on my business Costco card. I hate Costco, I hate it hate it hate it.
I need a nap.