Caterwauling

*updated*

So I’m standing in line at the eighth concentric circle of hell Wallyworld today, and I’m second in line. Or so I thought. The two girls in front of me wanted to be rung up separately, even though Girl #2 didn’t bother putting her two items on the conveyor belt. So she acts horrified that MY STUFF is in front of her, and she SHOVES it back and throws down her box of cookies and her Wet ‘n Wild lipstick.

So, because this is my luck, there is no price tag on the lipstick (that shit costs a dollar. Everybody knows that). So the flashing lights start going off because the cashier can’t proceed; five minutes pass and no assistance comes, so the cashier goes and gets another tube. She rings her up and I get a good look at the color of the lipstick. I can tell that it’s the same shade Girl #2 was wearing at the time.

My Inner Bitch has Tourette’s Syndrome, in case you weren’t aware. Because when I said, “Honey, hate to tell you, but that color doesn’t even look good on you,” I got a lot of giggles and appreciative stares from the cashier and the women in line behind me. Heh. She ignored me and went to go let that cheap-ass lipstick flake off somewhere else. 😉

Update
I totally forgot about the song that inspired this post. Duh. 🙂 Go read the lyrics. Fabulous!

On iTunes: BT, “Dreaming”

1. WHFS-FM is now a Spanish music channel. Hurrah. Not. Anyway, RIP HFS (and screw you, Infinity Broadcasting!), and please, DC-101, don’t go anywhere!

2. Hard times come easy: just when I think I have my life set up to be resolved, something else rears its head to keep the worrying at full tilt. I’m waiting to hear about my grandfather’s prognosis from a new illness he may have. And bless him, he kept quiet for four weeks because he felt like my problems were more important. *sigh*

3. My cousin had a baby girl this morning. Congratulations and hooray. She and I, as little girls, had made a pact that we were never going to have kids. Do I win this one? 😉

4. I hate when people expect you to cancel your plans to accommodate them. Really. I just love rearranging my schedule. I never used to be this way, but I really hope there’s something in this for me other than aggravation.

5. Speaking of aggravation, tell me why, despite the fact that 90 percent of the District of Columbia did NOT vote for the presidential incumbent, we have to pay $17 million when the circus comes to town next week? And from the homeland security budget, no less?!?! Get creative and fundraise, you smug SOB. Those are funds better spent on the tsunami victims or on, gee, protecting the citizens of D.C. instead of one person in particular. Grrr.

6. In better news, I came out to my car last night to find a note on the windshield. Before I could curse and swear because I figured someone might have hit me, the note contained a compliment. Hah! It said, “I LOVE your bumper sticker!” Whew. 😉

7. Got this from a trusted source: Do NOT use Hartz products for your cats. I’ve used these products in the past and had no problems, but kitties are getting sick from the flea & tick line, so cat owners, please educate yourself on this one. My girls are too precious to me to not at least give this a read!

On iTunes: Crystal Method, “Caterpillar”