Hey Gentle readers:
If Wednesday is Hump Day, what is Thursday? The Day After Hump Day? "Flat" Day? I will leave you to ponder with your creativeness!!
When I was younger, I never knew or understood what Hump Day meant. I did not ask in case it meant something I wasn't "supposed" to know.
On to the vital question on everyone's minds: Will Miley Cyrus become part of my CD, or music collection?? I heard the song "Party in the U.S.A." yesterday. Miley has an annoying voice, but I liked the lyrics. When she talked about being out "with my girls all around me," I wanted to be doing the same thing. In the song she references a Jay Z song, and I NEVER KNEW Miley was a fan of gangsta rap!!!
Anyway, I was Jammin' in the Target (Tar-jay for the more elegant and refined) parking lot!!!
I was leaving the homeless shelter (The Bridge, in downtown Dallas) Tuesday after the creative writing class, and this lady walked RIGHT UP to my car (it seemed like she was on top of my car for a moment) and said, "Excuse me, do you have a LIGHT?" I told her I did not have any fire-starting mechanisms in my car. THEN, a few minutes later, I saw her walking on the other side of the street, happily smoking her cigarette. She is very old and had a reddish looking face. I realized after that she was the same lady that I took a picture of last summer in the CVS (drugstore for foreign, esp. British, readers) parking lot on Greenville Avenue.
Also at the notorious writing class: I asked a guy (let's just call him W. for short, shall we??????????????????????? Question mark overkill. He is in his early to mid-20s with a goattee.) when he was going to write something for class, and he said he didn't like writing. So I asked him why he came to class, and he said, "Because I like to listen." Then, he said, "What, I CAN'T LISTEN???" and got angry and stormed out of the room (I tried to say that he was still welcome in class but he refused to listen.) When he came back after a short intermission, he announced loudly that I had said he couldn't come to class. A little while after, another woman walked out for a similarly silly reason, which is why yesterday was ACADEMY AWARD WINNING DRAMA DAY at the writing class.
The Octomom Update: Whenever I hear the word Octomom, I think of the word Octopus. In watching Octomom: The Unseen Footage, Wednesday night, I noticed that the Octomom looks a little like an octopus. I think the Octo-mom has Octo overload on her hands with 14 children. I guess she can shop at Costco a lot (Lifetime Membership!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Excalamation mark overload). The show made me appreciative of the fact that if I ever have children and need a nanny, I will most likely only need the service of ONE (singular)nanny, not nine.
Also, smelled a lady in Corner Bakery with WAY TOO MUCH perfume. I'll cut it short: She smelled like she had doused herself with 15 bottles of perfume before walking into the Preston and Forest pastry and pasta hangout.
Gotta go. You go, with your chillaxed self.
Trying to complete my Action items so that I am on my way to Stress Free Productivity,
Alice
b.b.b.
I'm Audi 3000.
From Party in the U.S.A., by Miley Cyrus:
"So hard with my girls all around me
Its definitely not a Nashville party
Cause’ all I see are stilletos
I guess I never got the memo."
*Sponsored by toast and $15 Tar-jay jeans*
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