New site design. Wow, what happened? I'm sure everyone is commenting about this. I clicked on SUICIDEGIRLS in my Favorites and BOOM, there is this strange, foreign website. Scary.
I am trying to update mine right now, too. It's getting to be sort of a hassle, since I'm mostly just rearranging things and not really adding any content. So tonight I will real quick-like make the last of the changes and then work on some actual content - most of which will be movie reviews and uploading old articles I've written for stuff.
I was at work the other day and all of a sudden I hear this jangling, scuffling noise. So I turn and see this old, white-haired woman shuffling along behind a cart. She's wearing bright orange Halloween socks with minuature cowbells (honest to god COWBELLS) attached. Her cane was in her cart and it was totally covered (and I mean completely covered ) in Wal-Mart smiley face stickers. Scary. Scary and sad. The first Wal-Mart I worked at was in this small farming community and there were a bunch of old people who would come in at open, sit in the Snack Bar until that closed at about eight (which means about nine hours of sitting in Wal-Mart). There was one who was really loud and carried a picture of his sister's thirty-pound cat in his wallet. One time he bought a roll of brand-new quarters and handed them out to all of us pretty, female associates. It was really wierd.
I am trying to update mine right now, too. It's getting to be sort of a hassle, since I'm mostly just rearranging things and not really adding any content. So tonight I will real quick-like make the last of the changes and then work on some actual content - most of which will be movie reviews and uploading old articles I've written for stuff.
I was at work the other day and all of a sudden I hear this jangling, scuffling noise. So I turn and see this old, white-haired woman shuffling along behind a cart. She's wearing bright orange Halloween socks with minuature cowbells (honest to god COWBELLS) attached. Her cane was in her cart and it was totally covered (and I mean completely covered ) in Wal-Mart smiley face stickers. Scary. Scary and sad. The first Wal-Mart I worked at was in this small farming community and there were a bunch of old people who would come in at open, sit in the Snack Bar until that closed at about eight (which means about nine hours of sitting in Wal-Mart). There was one who was really loud and carried a picture of his sister's thirty-pound cat in his wallet. One time he bought a roll of brand-new quarters and handed them out to all of us pretty, female associates. It was really wierd.
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Walmart is a nice place to see people from all walks of life. Fridays here in Sun Prairie, are officially 'Old people get to go out and shop day', and 'Old people get to practice driving their humungous cars day'-I tend to go to Walmart on Fridays, and I'm a witness to the parade of old people. I think I scare them though.
I need a cigarette.