errands

Let's list my dumb little errands. I have to buy tampons, first of all. While that may sound like it sucks, I'm actually very happy for this, as it means once again that I am not pregnant. Thank god. This reminds me of the fact that in Safeway, in the aisle with the tampons and pads and 'sanitary napkins' and whatnot, the guide thing hanging from the ceiling that says what that aisle contains doesn't say 'feminine hygiene' or 'feminine needs,' like I've so often seen before. No, it says 'novelties.' Hahaha. It's a novelty is it? It's been around for thousands of years fuckheads. Seriously though, I get a kick out of their little labels for random supermarket shit. 'Can Vegetables.' 'Cook gadgets.' (This is supposed to be cooking utensils and shit.) It's like some little asian gnome went around and built all their dumb signs and just fucked shit up bigtime.

I also have to mail some shit to my friend. He better be grateful.

Oh, and there's the necessary daily latte as well, can't forget that...