So I'm not dead. Figgered i'd keep all of you who aren't in my family in suspense (all 1/2 of you). I survived my trip home and back, though several pounds heavier. I even managed to listen to new music on the way, so the trip was productive.
Did you know that railroad tracks sizzle just after the train passes? Just found that out today, after the train passed by full of people giving me the finger. Well, i didn't see any of them giving me the finger, but i'm sure they meant to.
Here's a phone number you must call: 1-888-5-OPT-OUT according to my sources, if you call this number, you can tell the three major credit institutions to stop sending you junk mail credit card applications. I salivate at the prospect of not having to tear up credit card applications every day.
Here's another thing i salivate at the prospect of: drinking tabasco. Just thought you should know that.
