Saturday, April 10, 2010

USPS


This looks to me like a privately owned vehicle with a crooked oversized USPS sticker on the back. Why? Why is it on all wrinkled and crooked? Most of us think you guys are overpaid slackers anyway...why facilitate that idea by haphazardly putting the sticker on your car?

Sunday, April 4, 2010

and since we are talking about fat girls....

Remember the ridiculous amount of cheese Alex and I used to have in our fridge at all times? What was that? Like a 5lb bag of shredded Colby and Monterey Jack? Absurd amounts of cheese!

But its one of those reasons I'll always love Alex...'cause he bought me cheese.

Friday, April 2, 2010

short hair and a big bag

Earlier today I was complaining about my hair and a friend sent me a picture and suggested I get my hair cut like this:


Now, I am so very flattered that you can look at a picture of Katie Holmes and somehow your brain thinks, “Manda Brossette could pull this look off.” Its very kind, but no, I wont be cutting my hair that short. Ever.

I have this theory about fat girls and short hair and big bags. Fat girls think, “I’m gross. I want a new look” so they cut their hair short, shorter and shorter. That didn’t really help. So they go out and get a big bag to carry around. Like maybe a big bag will distract from my large abdomen. Who knows.

So, yeah. I refuse to do it. I won’t cut my hair short or get a bag thats big enough to put an entire box of krispy kreme in....and no glittery belts either.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Focus!

Since I began driving at 17 I've been in three car accidents. The most recent of which is about to "fall off" my record in June. At that time my insurance rates will *hopefully* go down.

Normally I'm a pretty safe driver. I dont speed to much, I dont follow too closely, Im not agressive at all. Normally, pretty safe. But then I get stressed about something. And I have these periods of time where I become a really awful driver. Its like I become lazy in my driving. I just happen to not notice big red caravans or bight yellow curbs.

I understand the first step is realizing you have a problem and admiting it. But what is the next step? Do I have to take the bus for a couple weeks while I get this issue figured out in my head? Or maybe invest in some of those magnetic signs that say "Student Driver" to stick on my door so others know to watch out for me? Or I could just get some Adderall off the black market to help me focus.