Again with the stomping of the feet

So, I realize I've jumped on the bandwagon a little late here with the whole "blogging" thing. I tried a LiveJournal once , but that didn't go too well. I just have so many thoughts on my way home from work everyday that I think need to be shared with the world, and this is a great outlet to do so. Or maybe I just want to feel included. All the lovely ladies (plus Zieak!) listed to the right of this post are so side-achingly funny at times, and I want to reach that level, if at all possible.

While walking to work a few days ago, I passed this woman standing in front of the parking lot across from the college. She looked quite distressed, and as I approached she asked if I had change for 10 dollars. I said no, because I honestly had no cash, and she STOMPED HER FOOT. Just one. In that haughty way you imagine Veronica might have in ye old Archie comics. And she also let out something between a gasp and a grunt; if she were a comic her text bubble would have read "!!Pout!!" Then she said, "Well, can you just put some money in here for me?" Why? Why would she ask me that? If she's not willing to shell out 10 bucks to park, why would a perfect stranger cough up a few dollars for the same cause?

I entered almost 700 email addresses into a database today. I am amazed at the addys some people come up with. For every firstname_lastname@yahoo.com, there's a i_need_a_container_4_my_joy@hotmail.com or something equally confusing. I've always thought email addresses should be easy to remember. I guess I'm in the minority on that point.

And now, I am off to cut my own bangs. A noteworthy endeavor, to be sure.