so yesterday was an interesting day. let's start from the last thing i did before homework. i had a starbucks work meeting. good times. before that, i spray painted picture frames. they were black, now they are gold and they match the colors in my room. fantastic. before THAT, i stopped at the grocery store. here is where things get exciting. i walk in, and, no joke, it smells like poo. not like a faint, barely detectable smell, but POO. much like goo, but with a "p". i think they use those conveyer belts that you set groceries on as changing tables for babies who eat a lot of fiber. disgusting. so i pinch my nose, walk into the produce section and all of the sudden, i hear across the loudspeakers, "siiiiingin in the rain, just siiiiingin in the rain, what a glooooorious feeeeling..." OUT OF NOWHERE, the sprinklers for all the vegetables turn on for 20 seconds. then they turn off, along with the music that was making me happy. that was the coolest thing ever, playing "singin' in the rain" when they water their vegetables!

so before that, i stopped at walmart to get a surge protector and paid for it in the electronics department. uninteresting. before that, i stopped at a craft store and bought spray paint. uninteresting. before that, i stopped at IKEA to look for a desk chair. i was in the store for probably an hour... i paid for my merchandise, but it was too heavy for me to carry alone to my car and you can't take the shopping carts into the parking lot, so i asked this woman if she would be so kind as to keep an eye on my cart while i went to get my car. "of course," she said. so i leave the cart beside her, and start to turn around to go to my car, when out of freaking nowhere a woman and her daughter try to kill me. they have their own cart with 2X4's on it and they thought it would be real funny to park it right behind me. so as i turn around, i trip right over their dolly and flat onto my face on the asphalt. ouch. left shin. pain. i didn't really know what to do. i'm not going to make small talk about how much freaking pain i'm in so i just looked at them with what i'm sure must have looked like a deer in headlights, and then i just started running. don't ask me why. i didn't say anything, i just started running to my car. i'm a dork. a dork with what will probably be a bruise the size of texas on my shin.