I cut a jerk off (because he was being a jerk) at 3 mph. He honked at me to show his dissatisfaction. He then turned on his bright lights, I can only assume, to prove once again that he was a jerk.
On the side of the freeway, I saw one of those big, cylindrical spin brushes like they have in the automatic car washes. You know, the ones that spin their way down the sides of your car. I thought it was an odd place for it to be hanging out.
The ants in my kitchen have multiplied exponentially. Seeing as we’ve had these little squatters for at least two months now, I think it’s time we tried something new.
My gas light came on. Again. Seriously, gas light? I need gas EVERY week? That’s crazy.
I listened to my Simon and Simon CD. That’s Paul Simon and Carly Simon. I dare you to make a better themed CD.
I imagined eating gorgonzola and brie (separately). I’m a bad vegan.
I actually ate hummus. Good vegan.
I got paid to sit in my classroom alone for three hours. It was better than Census2010 because there were no children, and I had internet access.
I watched too many episodes of Law and Order: SVU.
I talked to Emily Furr Hogan on the phone. Day: made.
I'm told that I'm cleverly stupid, and that's why people are friends with me. And here I thought it was because I was so dang cute...
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