Where I’ve been.
Saturday, December 23rd, 2006
Sorry it’s been awhile.
So, lately I’ve noticed I’ve been obsessed with good deals, coupons, and free stuff. Oh, and fresh cash sorted in envelopes. I don’t know why, but all I can ever think about is how I can acumulate more stuff for either free or with a deal. Like at work, we have these fast and friendly days where whoever has done the most transactions at the end of the day gets a $25 gift card to WHEREVER! and I get so super competitive about it, cause I want that gift card SO BAD! And also I got a victoria’s secret crED card a little bit ago, and I have to use every little coupon they gave me in that little coupon book. There is one for each month, and thus far I am two for two. Oh yeah, (josh, you’ll be happy about this) the other day josh and I were Christmas shopping for my dad at oldnayvy, and I was looking for a pull-over sweatshirt for him, and we found these nice fleece ones, well, the deal on them is that if you bought one at regular price they were 16.50, HOWEVER, if you buy two, you get them BOTH for a total of 15.00…………………………………….think about it……………………………………………………………………a little bit longer……………………………………………………………………………………………

SO, if you DON’T get the second one, you are actually paying them MORE for less, or maybe if you buy just one, they should pay YOU a dollar fifty, or, how about this, they should just split the tables with one half where you have to purchase the sweatshirts that are on that side, and the other side they are just free. Or, if you decide later that you should have got the second one, you return, steal the sweatshirt and demand they pay you a dollar fifty just for getting it off their hands. That’s the deal of a lifetime, friends.
So on the airplane ride yesterday I saw my first black man comb-over. It was a sight. He had those weird skinny dreadlocks that came down to about his chin, and to cover up his bald spot in the back, he simply selected 3 dreads and pulled them straight back, from forehead to back of the skull, to cover his shiny head. I never knew how that worked, but now I know.
I also saw this little kid picking his nose and eating it, it was really gross, but it got me to thinking “Why are boogers such a tasty treat?” I mean, ok, I’ll be honest, I used to eat ‘em when I was a kid, but why was it such a tantalizing treat? Can anyone relate? What a weird thing. Who knew mucus and dust particles could make such a toothsome* combination. I can’t answer that.
*tooth·some Â
 
  [tooth-suh
m] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
| 1. | pleasing to the taste; palatable: a toothsome dish. |
| 2. | pleasing or desirable, as fame or power. |
| 3. | voluptuous; sexually alluring: a toothsome blonde. |
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