yesterday, and today

yesterday i went to wal-mart. i hate wal-mart. i hate wal-mart because i am from a small town and i watched as wal-mart came in and put a lot of businesses out of business. i watched as they built a bigger and "better" store, and put the rest out. i watched as they let their store go to crap because they didn't have any competition anymore. i moved away to a bigger town and their are other options - but i still find myself walking the aisles at least twice a year. i hate those times. it makes me feel dirty. i have a hard time going to sam's, but they have really cheap gas, and i am a freak about gas. you might say i am bitter, maybe i am.

today i drank a coke for the first time in 2 months. it was a huge mistake, because now i feel like i am on meth. you might ask how i know what it feels like to be on meth. well i will tell you - i had a dream about being on meth, and this is what i felt like in the dream. no, i don't really know what it feels like to be on meth.

i have come to the realization over the last few weeks that i am super cute. i don't mean just in how i look, but how i am. how do men resist me. it might be one of life's great mysteries. today i didn't feel super cute, but i know i am, and that makes all the difference. i'm not conceded, if you really knew me, you wouldn't think i was. or maybe i am, i just play it off like i'm not. i'm an enigma even to myself.