Why do stupid people post stupid complaints? I just want to grab them by
the shoulders and shake some sense into them!

I even used the word Friggin' today!

They have nothing better to do and most of them havent spent day one
working retail and think that those who do are beneath them.

:)

I live not too far from the Megamall. Hope you had a great time!

So...

I still think I deserve a 100.00 Target gift card. At least, since I
rewrote Leigh Ann's Letter, after all.

Hi.

Im not talking to myself anymore.

So, if anyone ever does read this, which I highly doubt (who knows - I
could be in the ballpark of Brenny, and make it to the top ten letters
someday), I thought that I would tell you about myself a little bit.

I am 23 years old, and have been married for about nine months to my
husband Aaron who is 26. I live in Madison, work in Madison, well, really
and truthfully, do everything in Madison WI. Good town (voted number one
for bicycling).

We have a cat, Anna. She's a good cat, or so I think. A lap cat. The
kind that would be content just sitting in my lap for ten hours straight,
purring the whole time. She's the type of cat that is hard to come by -
you know the type, friendly and personable. Quiet, for the most part. Et
Cetera.

Well, Aaron does not like Anna. I dont know why. I think that he's a dog
person, maybe.

So, Aaron and I have a deal. Ill fill you in on it. Since Aaron wants to
wait to have children and hates Anna, and I love Anna but don't want to
wait to start our family (I don't want to be a thirty something mom), we
have agreed to give Anna to another family when we wish to start making our
own family. Fair enough trade, right? And there's even a waiting list of
friends who want her.

So that's my story. Maybe I will add more later.

Do I have to type everything down if I am only having a conversation with
myself? I really don't know if anyone is even going to comment on it, so
maybe I should have a conversation with myself.


This is how it would go:

Quinn, how are you today?


Well, Quinn, I had a crappy day at work, and now I am home and the bubble
bath is calling my name.


Really? I didn't know they made talking bath tubs.


Well maybe its the voices in my head that are telling me to take a bubble
bath.


Voices, heh?


Yup.


Well, at least you are never alone.