getting me to carry a purse is like trying to kill a bear with a toothpick. However, defeated, I broke down and bought a purse earlier this week. It's not as horrible as I thought it would be. I vow here and now though, that I will never be one of those giant bag ladies that carries all of Walmart plus an extra tube of lipstick in her bag. No way, Jose!
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| Found it at Value Village for $6, it's about 10" long |
Also, Living with me means you get asked some of the most random questions. My roommate, Fred, knows this best. Tonight I asked her if she ever wondered why Sponge Bob had Square Pants instead of some other square article of clothing or object...like a hat...or maybe a pan. Sponge Bob Square Pan! I digress, on Monday night, I asked her what her thoughts on old people were. This quickly escalated to me drawing a venn diagram of the people I like. I'll scan in the original post-it note later. But for now...
outside the circles= all other people, aka people I am not a fan of, inside the circle to the left are kids from the age 2.5 to 9, inside the circle to the right are people over the age of 60+, and in the middle are people who receive a subscription to AARP magazine (namely, kids with stolen identities).
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