| | Today I was sitting in my bedroom wearing a wedding dress and a pink hat when a man and a woman walked up and peeked in my bedroom windows. The man looked in the left window and the woman looked in the right window. "It's really trashed," said the woman. At least that's what it sounded like. So I haven't had time to organize my bedroom yet. Why couldn't you have looked in the living room windows if you had to waltz up and look in my windows at all? And then when they'd finished looking they walked off and casually said to each other, "there's someone living there."
Um, yeah.
The other day Jessica brought me two wedding dresses that they couldn't sell at the thrift store. One had big black stains on the front and the other had a broken zipper.
I was able to wash the stains off, but I left the fabric a little worn and discolored from all the scrubbing. Ah well, it's fine for a costume, and besides being a couple inches too long it fits me perfectly.
The dress with the broken zipper is way too big. But it has lots of ruffles and lace and I'm sure I'll find something fun to do with it.
My scooter has this alarm that goes off if someone tries to steal it. But the wind sets it off. So I walk out of walmart today, and there's this walmart employee sitting on the bicycle rack who informs me that my scooter alarm has been going off.
Sigh.
The good thing about my new place is that it's easy to get to walmart. The bad thing is that it's much harder to get to the library. And apparently people like to look in my windows.
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| | Posted 5/22/2009 5:10 PM - 109 Views - 10 eProps - 5 comments
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