Good grief.

I wanted to shave my legs since my floorburn is nicely recovered (I have a new scar, w00t), but alas, there was no shaving gel to be seen in my grandma's house. And since I have a Thing about shaving with soap, I was going to buy some when we went to the grocery store to see what we could have for dinner. So, I selected my shaving gel of choice (Skintimate with Aloe Vera), and go to the front of the store. I see a wide open lane, and start to go for it, but unfortunately, a guy with a cart with a LOT of food and stuff in it beats me too it. Now, common courteosy would say to let me go first, as I only have one item. No. This guy started piling up stuff on the belt. So I have no choice but to wait. And when all his junk is checked out, he wants two Powerball tickets. And then the Powerball ticket thing breaks and the lady has to fix it. All this while, no more registers are open. Oh my aching sanity. And then this guy says, "Oh wait, I forgot something" and returns with about ten more things. Then FINALLY he's all done and I get to pay for my shaving gel.

The things a woman must do to shave her legs in this country. Its a crime, I tell you.

Otherwise this has been a boring day too... Cubs game got cancelled because the Cardinal's pitcher Darryl Kile was found dead in hotel room. Sigh.

Further proof that Nostry is turning into a dirty ol' man

Anthie: ::sleeping with Daniel Radcliffe::
Liv: HEY!
Liv: GET OFF
Liz: *raises an eyebrow*
Lily: oy.
RR: you can have dan, I'm really more of a Tom, Sean and Alan person myself.
Liv: Grrr....
Liv: NO
Nostrademons: one orgasm for every year ;-)