There are a million thoughts in my head so I decided to swype (because I am on the telefono) them all out and free space in my head. This probably is a bunch of jibber jabber nonsense, but so is most of what I say so I am sure this is no surprise. There is a lady with a soft pink soft jacket that I need. It's 100 smackeroos. It just occurred to me that I am old enough to stop calling people girls and start calling them ladies. It was also really hard to type lady instead of girl.....but back to my completely made up story. I would never spend that much on a jacket but I have dreams of kidnapping it (we don't like to use the word steal because kidnapping sounds less wrong when talking about inanimate objects). However she is way smaller than me so it wouldn't fit and then I would be sad. I fully expect her to say nice things about it not fitting even though I jacked her shit. If she doesn't it would be held for ransom.
Someone else has walked in trying on a bunch of hats in order to find the perfect hat to keep his head warm. I like the blues and grays. Now that he is on his 30th hat I can't help but to think how many people have tried on those hats. I hope he doesn't get lice. Luckily he's a boy so he can just shave his head but he's also a fashion conscientious boy and I am not sure that bald is in. Oh crap he's not a boy....he's a man. See what I mean!
