So how does one tell the man standing very close to her (the bus was crowded, he wasn't being freakishly weird), that the stale smoke smell emitting from his body is making one gag?
THANKFULLY, my bus ride is only about 8 minutes...ahhh...I've never been so happy to get to the ferry and breathe the sweet air of freedom!
oh the joys of public transportation...
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Pink Velour Jumpsuits...
should NOT be worn by anyone over, let's say, 12 years old. ESPECIALLY when it looks like you borrowed it from your 12 year old daughter.
I think I need therapy for my eyes...and my brain, although honestly, I don't think there's anyway to get over trauma like that.
I'm just saying...
I think I need therapy for my eyes...and my brain, although honestly, I don't think there's anyway to get over trauma like that.
I'm just saying...
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