Ghillie suits freak me the fuck out. I hope I don't dream about Mr. Post-It™.
I had to google ghillie suits, and THOSE are fucked up. I'm okay with the post-it guy. My favorite, though, is the box guy -- did y'all scroll over to see the box guy and the bag guy?
I'm never going to be able to walk into a Staples again without some sense of paranoia.
"Those file folders moved!"
"Those AREN'T FILE FOLDERS!!!"
Hee. It is kinda creepy. I mean, why would someone have to camouflage themselves as post-its unless they were about to commit some crazy post-it crime?
They could be stealth security guards. "Take the pack of mechanical pencils out of your pocket and raise your hands -- SLOWLY!"
"Take the pack of mechanical pencils out of your pocket and raise your hands -- SLOWLY!"
"No, you don't get clean underwear"
{{{Hil}}}
Where did everyone go tonight? Silly life having people.
I am putting off writing a letter of recommendation. Soon I will go to bed, and have to put it off till morning.
I was complaining to my mom about the pain a few days ago. She asked me if I had a heating pad, since she knows that heat can help. I said I wasn't sure where it was.
Today, a box arrived from amazon. Three heating pads in various sizes with various features.
Aww, you have a good mom, Hil! I hope they help.
Sometimes moms are really good
One of them has a timer, which means I can go to sleep with the heating pad on my back without having to worry about getting burned. I didn't know those even existed.
