a lady in a beat up, crappy, large car almost hit my brother this morning. and me, with my big, smart mouth decides to say something in rubuttle to her stupid i would sue you if he hit my car. so we're (the lady and i) screaming at each other across the parking lot and people are staring, and she sat in the middle of the row for quite some time, probably pondering keying my brother's car.

i also met a boy that worked in the produce aisle of jewel. he asked to see the buttons on my bag, and we started talking about shows as i was picking out cherries on by one (i'm picky about cherries...they have to be just right in order for me to eat them).