Big Trouble in Lil’ China!
Current Music: Always (Toni Braxton)
One piece of advice: NEVER ATTEMPT ANY RETAIL THERAPY WHEN YOU’RE PISSED…or maybe even when you’re unusually elated. But I guess it’s worse with the former because you’d be heading to the cashier as if you’re in a trance…it only dawns on you when you’re given the receipt. And you’ll think, "Why the %*&# did I get that for??". So that was last night…
The idea of what Munge told me a couple of days ago kinda tickled me…the common unfortunate event (or perhaps a string of it) in our lives. She was telling her bud about that episode of my life…well, with the one from "land of Vikings" (as how she put it). And he just came up with, "J, isn’t that YOUR life story?". Yeap…sad, isn’t it? I know…hahah! We are so gonna start our very own parody of "Desperate Housewives" or some thingamajig like that. Imagine the humour…or the horror of it ;p
Geez…I don’t understand what the hell he’s talking about! So I suppose it’s a good thing…?? Hmmmph..
So anyways, we were setting that date yesterday, right…I suggested getting someone to tag along. But apparently it’s gonna be a "big girls only" thing. Connection of the intellectual (or "inter-legend"…that’s what happens when you’re always trying to français-ise everything…haha!) minds of some sort. And of course that cuppa of bitching to go along with it.
Random thought: I can’t stand companies which simply choose to have awfully friggin’ long address names when you have to send them cheques…that you tend to overshoot the allocated underlined space meant for you to write the receiver’s name. Arghh..
Exactly une année till my Quarter Century Life Dream…whee!
