there has been too much drama lately...... between the olympics, michael phelps (11 golds now) and all his historic record breaking and the incredible comeback of italy's fredrica pelligrini....i can't stop pulling my hair out.
tomorrow is my good art friend meredith's bday, so i needed to go shopping on my wobbly leg. (for the sake of my good friend of course.)
i hate shopping there, for many reasons, but one big one is... WHO LET ALL THOSE PEOPLE DRIVE ALLTHOSE DAMN CARTS AROUND IN THE STORE????
i swear one day i will pull the face off one of those giddy old ladies who show no aisle driving manners or manners of any kind...who possess those damn motorized horrors like its their last hurrah and only way to proclaim their ancient bone rattling "woman's lib" movements (....more like "bowel movement"). they generally have boobs down to the pedals, yet ironically end up sideways in the aisle hogging the seasonal swimsuit section. ah, common granny, get off it!
what the freak? whooooo?! damn it, i wanna know...... who??? is responsible for letting walmart become a highway of lowlife old gumming thrill seekers. or worse.....the younger fat people who are just too f**ing lazy to walk the store. GAWD
gawd, that pisses me off. makes he hopping mad. i wanted to get a couple of cheap tshirts to paint (in my new olympic colors)- but lo and behold, TWO carts with a family of fats clogged that aisle. argh. ugh. grrrrrr.
deep breath, *sigh.* ok.
anyway, the only thing is.....walmart now carries martha stewart's adorable collection of scrapbook and stamping paraphernalia. that's where the love comes in.... teehee.