i am still urked about my binding today......i keep thinking about someone picking it up and throwing it away not know what the hell is is....oh man i have to stop obsessing over it.

ok today boys and girls, for your reading pleasure i am going to talk about the strange weirdos that i see everyday......every town has them.....everyone there knows who they are by the strange names we give them as children...today my friends i am going to tell you about one in particular....we here call him the "grim reaper". this individual tends to always be lurking around in the demoula's market basket parking lot in ashland, ma......i used to have creepy nightmares about this man or living dead or whatever the hell he is.....first off he classifies as a super weirdo b/c he drives a hurse everywhere he goes.....it is one of the old school ones that looks like the one in phantasm...plus he looks just like "the tall man" aka the undertaker in that movie as well. anyhoo he wears this really old tattered top hat with a really old torn tux with a tail...he sleeps in his hurse....i wanna know where this guy comes from??? what the hell did he eat as a child to make him this loopy? paint chips? he likes to stare at people in his hurse while they park their cars and trudge into the store.....now people, can you get anymore scary than that? <3 10 DLIC

PS i just went to get a bagel for lunch and it took me 45 mins of my 30 min lunch break just to find a friggin parking space....wait no scratch that......it took me 5 mins to find one and 10 seconds for someone to steal it from me while laughing....and then 2 more mins to have another one stolen from me.....3 mins to get my bagel that's all i needed.....in the final tally....one voice gone from screaming + two bruised wrists from pounding the steering wheel + two bald rear tires from peeling out of the parking lot = one pissed off little girl.



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