This morning I ventured out into the world ( with my moms credit card) to buy a new lock for my door. This would allow me to prevent my brother from barging into my room and taking, borrowing, and what not whenever he wishes. So dressed as I was, with my tiger tail in tacked to my backside smile I marched to the bus stop. Since it is Sunday the buses come hourly, that is why I hate taking them on Sundays, but this was something I had to do. The ride to my destination was quite and I changed my directions from wallmart to kmart since kmart was closer. I was a bit nervous, since I was caring my moms card, that I would have to show ID. After getting there I found a good knob that seemed on sale but afterword I found it cost a bit more then the price and the reason was that the knob was on the wrong rack. sigh. anyway after leaving ( and buying a chicken lunch) I made my way back to the bus stop. There I was insulted by an old man who kept talking about my tail. Now yes I know its unnatural to wear a fake tail, and I don't give a s**t, but I hate when people miss judge my reasoning for wearing what I wear.
He kept talking about my a** and how I'm trying to draw attention to it with my tail. I can't help having a big a**. I want to wear the tail, okay. gezz. Anyway the bus came on time and I got on and luckly he left me alone. I got home instaled the new knob. hid a key in my moms room just in case I lock myself out, and settled down for a nap. After watching some tube I got on the computer, thats my day.
Hehehee....
okay..
umm..
yeah thats it...
bye.
Z
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