I just had a #1 breakfast from Burger King. Which means I ate a sausage, egg and cheese croissant. I think I'm only a Partial Vegetarian. I just can't eat certain meats. Meats that haven't been ground or processed into non-meatlike byproducts.
I do believe that I am just turning more into my mother every day.
I know. It kills me too.
When we were little and lived in a farm community, my mom would order us a side a beef from a local farmer. Even go so far as to point at the cow she wanted for us. But because her relationship with our side of beef was so personal, mom couldn't eat any of it. She'd cook it and feed it to us but buy her own stuff from the grocery store in the saran wrapped containers.
I told you she was a little off.
Speaking of my mom, here's the hair I think she'd approve of, were she ever to say anything of approval to my face. Rumor has it she says all sorts of nice things about me behind my back to people in the Real World. To my family and to my face, the story is a little bit different.
Perfectly coiffed and perfectly raised in height.
I'm wearing my new pea green "100% Pashmina" in the photo. Just got it off the eBay from the internets the other day. Love it. Cheap and the perfect weight/width/length. Bless you 100% Pashmina at a poor gal's price.
So I went out with my approved 'do this morning and did some Christmas errands.
Ran into my buddy Roger at the bookstore. First thing Roger says (after he says "hi") is "I like your hair!"
Well, fuck. Apparently my mother is right and I'm nothing but an ungrateful wild-haired daughter.
Love Roger. Yes I do. We chatted in the store for almost an hour. And let me tell you something, kids. If I were to go back to getting a real job, I'd want Roger's job. Roger is a Contractor. I'm always running into Roger in non-job-related places. And this may explain why people who are the middle of getting their houses remodelled have to wait so long.
I kid, Roger (not that he reads but alot of people he knows do and I wouldn't want Roger thinking I said anything poorly about him because on occassion he's been mighty helpful to Thor in Thor's neverending endeavor to finish the Great Room. However, if we ever do hire Roger to kick Thor's ass up a notch to "Get It Done" speed, I'll know where to find Roger if he's not on the job!)
Edited to share what I just read on Forty-Plus' Blog:
Today, Bristol-Myers Squibb, the pharmaceutical monolith that charges nearly $1,000 for a 30 day supply of one of its HIV/AIDS medications, is donating $1 to the National AIDS Fund for each person who simply visits their website and "virtually lights a candle." The tally is over 1,000,000 now.
Light To Unite
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