Bless me blogosphere, for I have sinned. It’s been forever since my last confession.
- I’ve been out of toilet paper for a few days and have been using Kleenex instead. In truth, this is a giant step up from the Subway napkins I’ve resorted to using during past outages.
- At the grocery store across the street from my apartment, there’s an area in the produce section where you can buy individual baby carrots and broccoli and cauliflower florets. Those tempting morsels are spritzed with water regularly, so they’re crunchy and fresh. I pretty much always nick a piece of cauliflower to munch on while I load up on produce. It’s just that I can never eat an entire head of cauliflower by myself before it goes bad and the stuff in those bags of broccoli/cauliflower mixes always tastes yucky and dry.
- Dear Verizon Wireless: Remember that one time when I said my phone just stopped working? Well, I forgot to mention that it stopped working after I dropped it in the pool. Remember to forgive is divine. Ever yours (even though Sprint is cheaper!), Mymsie
- For the last few years, I’ve been, um, borrowing a nearby rogue wireless signal to get online. It didn’t really make sense to pay for my own connection with that one foolishly unsecured and waiting to be appropriated. But then I went to Florida and when I came home, the connection had been secured after all these years. And the password ‘1234’ didn’t work, so now I don’t have Teh Internets at home.
What do you want to confess?