i'm somewhere in LA...
I took a wrong turn somewhere.
I think I'm in the middle of Los Angeles. But I'm not sure. It's a nice day and I don't have to work until 5 pm so I thought it would be a good idea to drive around and enjoy the sunny weather.
Three sticks of gum later, I'm at a Fluff and Fold laundromat talking with a old woman named Pam about Jane Pauley's talk show. Apparently there was an entire segment on big-boned women and their self esteem on today's show. Pam was very put off by the entire thing and says she's not going to watch it again. I feel for her. I'm taking a stand and saying I won't be watching it either.
I can't believe this Fluff and Fold has internet access. I had to wind the computer with a handcrank and there's a small Asian man counting down the minutes I have left. He's right in my ear. FIVE...FOUR.
I feel like I'm in Vietnam. I'm so under the gun.
I think I have a bad gum-chewing habit.
This Asian guy is really starting to piss me off. I think I'm going to challenge him to a game of Ms. Pacman.