|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
| We're on our way over to the mall to see Billy Bob. Apparently, yesterday, they were filming at the actual food court. I want to be in a Billy Bob Thornton movie - eating a Gyro or something exotic!
We're going to the mall for another reason as well. A friend of mine purchased some books at B. Dalton and she's taking them back. She's taking them back because they have a 30 day return policy, and she decided she didn't have enough ready cash to be buying a bunch of books (at full retail btw) now. I took the opportunity to advise her that I never support B. Dalton, due to their policy of excluding any gay-themed literature in their store. They feel it isn't "family" material. Consequently, they don't get any of my family dollars...
I will happily take my money and toss it into the coffers of our local Borders, any day. Actually, I believe they've been able to add a new wing onto their South Bay store, due to my patronage alone!
Continued a family tradition last night. I taught my kidlet how to pick a lock. We couldn't get into the laundry room because I've misplaced the key, and our underpants were locked up in the dryer... So, we went all James Bond, and took a butter knife to the door. Scr@w Girl Scouts. This is the stuff they should be learning!
Well, I gotta go touch up my makeup. I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. Thornton!
"Life Not Worth Living If You Not Take Risk" Brian QAF
|Buh Bye! |
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|Marriage is love.|