This morning I opened a new box of this delicious, delicious sugar free raisin bran... it's full of spiderwebs. I'm talking, bran flakes webbed to other bran flakes which hang from other webbed bran flakes. Kinda like you're cleaning out a pumpkin on Halloween and you're pulling out strings of pumpkin meat with seeds caught up in that. Totally not cool. The spidery raisin bran, not that whole pumpkin seed thing... finding pumpkin seeds is all good by me. Anyway... I wanted to dump the box out on a sheet pan and sift through the pile on a spider search. I wanted to see these spiders.
Also... with the 17 degree weather approaching, my mother insisted I buy a bigass winter coat. So of course, it was off to American Eagle. It was there that I found a bigass, furry-hooded winter coat to satisfy the masses. It is at home that I realize the damn ink-exploding security tag is still attached. I fucking hate stupid shit. Now I have to fucking freeze on my way back to the fucking far-ass mall.
More girls on emode... this time they live in PA and MA... one of them loves road trips... and she better, living 200 miles away and all. Twits, I tell you. Twits.
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