The roomie and I were strolling along the Rivanna Trail today and white whining and decided that we should have a jar and we have to put a dollar in it anytime we utter a White Girl Problem. Then we should take that money and give it to a charity. ;)
“Amazon.com wants me to re-enter my credit card info! Ugh now I have to get up and go get my purse.” (5 feet away)
(540): We are hooking up by the fire knock beforeyou come in
(434): Don’t worry. I’ll knock louder than the police at Amanda Knox’s door.
1. On my way to work, watched a squirrel run into an intersection TWICE and barely escape getting hit as I squealed and covered my eyes. He was chasing some green ball shaped fruit that he ate really greedily everytime he managed to get his hands back on it after cheating vehicular slaughter. Hope he enjoyed his meal.
2. The late night pizza guy seemed genuinely thankful for the tip. I would be bored and jaded if I delivered crappy food late night to drunk people.
3. The pizza guy DIDN’T walk up the moment I decided to see what was on HBO, and I couldn’t get the Guide to come up so I just typed in the channel number. It was Best of Katie Morgan.