herbivore

sweet baby jesus, i'm so glad i have my own postage machine at home. the post office, while appearing in good spirits, was packed. and since i have an acute allergy to humanity, good thing i didn't have to stand in line. when the line goes out the double doors and you have a big tub of packages, people don't like it when you "excuse me" your way past them, plop your tub down and walk out. they give you that "you think you're better than me?" look. which i live for.

"plop your tub" sounds kind of funny.

happy birthday big jeebus!
woopwoop!