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. . Confessions of a Wandering Mind... .
. thinking is good, damn you! (hehe)
12.11.03 - 4:15 p.m.

okay.

so, talking to tom.

first about guys vs. girls...

MaryboberryNL [3:47 PM]: so guys = no brains

MaryboberryNL [3:47 PM]: and girls = insecure

MaryboberryNL [3:47 PM]: what else is new?

(I stand by that comment, by the way)

and then we debated about the electoral college (tom) vs. popular vote (me) for about half an hour...

I'm such a loser.

but it was fun, b/c then we talked about how people always take arguments/debates so personally, and it's dumb and prevents intellectual stimulation (or whatever you get out of arguing w/ people) and all of that.

so... yay!

15 Things to do at Walmart:

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms & randomly put them in people's

carts when they aren't looking.

2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5 minute

intervals.

3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the

rest rooms.

4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,

Code 3 in Housewares... and see what happens.

5. Go to the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on

layaway.

6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other

shoppers you'll invite them in if they bring pillows from the

bedding department.

8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and

ask: Why can't you people just leave me alone?

9.. Look right into the security camera, use it as a mirror

and pick your nose.

10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the

clerk if he knows where the antidepressants are.

11. Dart around the store suspiciously while loudly humming

the theme from "Mission Impossible"

12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using

different size funnels.

13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,

say "PICK ME! PICK ME!"

14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume

the fetal position and scream "NO! NO! It's those voices

again!"

15. Go into a fitting room, shut the door and wait a while and

then yell loudly "Hey! You're out of toilet paper in here!"

ewww...

I'm really bored.

I brought home 20 boxes of BAND FRUIT today... 20 F-ING BOXES!! And 2 bags of crap.

the dietz brothers helped me pick it up and load it in the car... nice of them, no?

unloading wasn't quite as fun, b/c my brother wouldn't go outside... so I just had him take the fruit at the door...

yeah... big strong mary carrying boxes 2 at a time... like clowns coming out of a little car... only not as funny and a lot more time consuming.

so... umm... why am I still here?

oh yeah. I was supposed to say why I feel like I'm selfish...

but that would be kind of vague written in a public diary.

in the simplest terms, I think what I want and what somebody else want may conflict in a subtle, indirect sort of way, and I don't know whether/how to tell them...

very vague.

I guess that's applicable to several situations, actually.

suppose that's the good thing about non-specific statements...

kind of like horoscopes. they're either so broad that they fit everyone, or so detailed that they never come true.

lol... I think that's my cue to leave.

horoscopes = crap.

so... anyway... laters.

jm2, signing out.

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