...friend and I got ice cream last night, seeing as Prince the Waiter could not be bothered to bring us any on Wednesday. This is Nutty Coconut, meaning it has coconut and pecans, almonds and walnuts. I looked it up when I got home. Twenty grams of fat. Go, June! Have you lost weight?
I have a ton ton ton to do, and for an unemployed person I certainly am busy (no, I DIDN'T hear from that place where I took the editing test. I CLEARLY SUCK.). So I will leave you with this:
What's on your bucket list? That interesting guy from the party on the 4th has no bucket list, as he has already done all the cool things he wishes to do.
Mine was to own real perfume one day, but a few years back, Marvin's aunt sent me Joy Perfume, the costliest perfume in the world and well worth it (that was their slogan. OH, how that sucked me in when I was eight years old. Sitting there in Saginaw, Michigan on my parents' zig-zag carpeting. "I NEED the costliest perfume in the world," I decided right then and there), so now I've done that.
Thanks, Marvin's aunt, by the way. That was a great gift.
So now I'm not sure what's on my list. I've already held a baby lion. What's left?
What have you got on your list? And I know, TRAVEL. Whatever. People always want to travel. Tell me your dumb travel things (I hate traveling. Why go anywhere when you can be home?) (okay, am effing excited about my trip to Hawaii, but that's cause Ima see Renee), but what else? You want to shake Bono's hand? You want to try green eye shadow once and for all? At the next family get-together, do you want to finally stick that barbecue fork in your great-uncle-the-racist's eyeball?