I just got home from showing my grandmother's house for the third time. I know the housing market is bombing right now, but I sure hope someone buys it soon because I'm not even getting a commission.
I treated myself to some dinner from McGreasy after the showing and scarfed it down like it was the best thing ever. And heck, it tasted pretty darn good. I could live on fries that tasted like that. Mmnn, fries and chocolate, my ideal diet. Not together though.
On a completely different note (other than the commonality of bad habits), FF told me about a girl who's eight months pregnant that chain smokes cigarettes and was smoking pot last night. Why is it that so many people that would make wonderful, caring parents struggle to see that become a reality and this twit acts like she has no brains in her head? It makes me so sad for the baby.
She also apparently doesn't know who the father is, so I guess I should feel a little sorry for her too. But it's hard to find sympathy for such foolishness.
It's not a soap opera, just small town America.