*fart*
http://www.canada.com/montreal/montrealgazette/story.asp?id=51AA6AB6-034B-4FE0-911C-04871E6B1EC5
That ^ is such a ridiculous series of events. I could go on some long feminist rant but I haven't had enough coffee. And of course, I'm not really a feminist until my second cup of java.
kidding.
Exciting things that happened last night: new underwear. Yeehaw! They're these cute little boy brief type things that I got at Victoria's Secret. Amusingly enough, we weren't the only couple there. At least two other girls were there with their boyfriends/husbands/demi-husbands, who were slowly realizing the advantages of their positions (“Hey, these would look nice…you like lace thongs, right?”).
New DVD. In a fit of Christopher Guest cravings we bought This is Spinal Tap. Very fun. Barnes & Noble really does have a great DVD section. It's a little upsetting.
In other movie news, we watched Big Trouble in Little China the other night. I can't remember if I mentioned that or not. Very fun, John Carpenter-induced 80s flashback. Kim Cattrall is a terrible actress. I still adore her though.
Diapers…paper towels…blah. The huge fuck-off Giant Eagle didn't have my cereal (Kashi). I was crushed. I thought for sure that if any place would have it, they would….
You know who can bite me? People who call while I am updating my journal and then hang up before I get a chance to answer the phone.
grr.
Anyway, where was I? Okay.
http://www.post-gazette.com/nation/20030423santorumexcerpts0423p6.asp
I really hope Rick Santorum dies from syphilis.
My son keeps lifting up my shirt to look at my bellybutton and whispers, “Dutton!” Funny.
Ohhh, I'll have to update more later. I have to poop and I think my son already did.
*sniff sniff*
