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Shopping Carts from Hell Yesterday was a poopy day. I ran errands and did homework. Ewww. I got all caught up on my hw, but now I'm wigging out again because I have two research papers due in December and the amount of research I've actually done.. is nonexistant. So what do I do when I'm online? I write diary entries, of course! I went to Target yesterday to buy some necessities. When I got out of my car a little girl in the car next to me said hi, and that just made my day. Since I went to Target by myself, I decided to take my time. I also decided to get a cart instead of stumbling around trying to juggle all of my shit like I usually do. Baaaaad idea. Now I know why I don't use carts. I think carts create dumbasses. Or maybe carts are a magnetic attraction for dumbasses. Does that make me a dumbass now? Anyfuck, you don't realize it when you're just walking in a store, but carts are EVERYWHERE and the people pushing the carts like to leave them in the middle of isles while they look around with an extremely contemplative look on their face, totally oblivious to the fact that NO ONE WHO HAS A CART CAN GET BY. It's situations like that that make me generally hate humanity. In other news, Charlie is adorable. Well maybe I should do some research now or something (most likely watch tv). Ta! ~BOB 1 previous comments. (This doesn't work anymore; go sign my guestbook)
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