This version of reality is mine and I can't be bound by another's version of the truth. I may like their version of reality better. In which case, their reality becomes mine. And their reality is now my truth.
That being sick is one of the suckier ways to loose weight. The two pounds I lost was probably all water weight. I put it all back on in one day drinking 3 Diet Dr. Pepper's. Which I needed to stay awake since I was up all night....
At the rate my Dyson sucks up carpet I will have nothing left in my family room by January, 2012.
Which brings me to hope all the crap that comes out of the Dyson really is carpet. I can't bring myself to believe we're that filthy.
People who pee in the stall next to me, when ALL the other stalls are open, are freaks. This goes for people who park next to me in the Target parking lot as well. I park in the nose-bleed section for a reason. Get away from me.
I may key one of the parents car at preschool. She offends me in the car parking manner every day AND honk-locks her car. Both are criminal offences in my book.
The carpenter that is working on my house drive a Silence of the Lamb van. It scares me.
|"It puts the lotion in the basket."|