Saturday, June 18, 2005

Was it PMS or maybe I was just drunk?

Last night I put way too much rum in my mojitos at a neighborhood wine and cheese party, and when I came home, Vincent came running outside in his underwear.

"We need milk! Go to Wawa!"

As Wawa is so close that we frequently walk, I turned back around and headed off, even though I just wanted to go to bed. I had just gotten my period and it always leaves me nauseous, so that with the mojitos was an increasingly unpleasant combination.

This bippy little girl was in front of me on line buying cigarettes and two individually wrapped chocolate candies.

Two! Not a whole bag - just two. My blood started to boil.

She cheerfully greeted the cashier with news of her college graduation, and gushed that she was headed to graduate school! Back in Massachusetts! Yay!

I had to fight the urge to spin her around and scream, "Why? You'll just end up home with three kids and thinking that an outing to Wawa is a fucking vacation anyway, so save your money and go off and join a fucking nunnery while you still can!"

1 Comments:

Blogger Territorial said...

ROFLMAO!!!! I think you were both drunk and PMS'd LOL

Too funny!

5:27 PM  

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