Friday's Letters

And now for some letters......
 Dear Old Navy You really need to stop having cute clothes and scarves. Seriously I'm not made of money, money doesn't grow on trees, and I DO NOT need any more scarves, but it sure is cute. (I'm up too 48 now btw)
Dear Mother Nature could we make up our minds about the weather? If its going to be 70 well lets STAY 70.WITH SUNSHINE. None of this rainy, tornado junk mmk? Thank you ma'am! Dear Dad (human variety) Soo you remember that one time you told me you had the part to fix my washing machine, and was a really easy fix? Anytime you want to come over is fine with me! I may even scrounge up some cookies! (Store bought of course!) Dear Difficult Customers, have you ever stopped to think how YOU would feel if you just got yelled at like you yelled at me? Luckily I'm tough (a) and (b) I really don't care. Dear Other Difficult Customer I like how you tried to sneak out with only paying part of your bill, while the whole time you had enough money. #don'tmesswiththisgirl Dear NFL, so we're not friends, just fyi, I'm a college football kinda girl through  and through, HOWEVER since football is my sport of choice I feel obligated to at least root for a team. And so I chose: *drum roll please*

THE FORTY NINERS!!! Mainly because of this dumb commercial. It made me laugh. So... there you have it.


"Settlers CHURN BUTTER!"

Its dumb.

Peace out y'all.

ADDICTED!

Dear Chrome,
*ahem*
First of all, I want to thank you for, giving me yet ANOTHER tool in which to avoid homework/anything-unpleasant/bedtime with. As the clock blinks 12:19AM here I am still trying to defeat the medium level of "Poppit".

Oh yes. Poppit.

The game you decided to insert in your tabs menu, to taunt me everytime I open a new tab. I can still remember that first fateful day, that I decided find out what Chrome's new "web apps" were all about.

Had I known what I know now, I would not have done/do what I do now.
It's almost borderline obsessive.

I start out hopeful, clicking colored balloons happily. Getting all manner of wonderful presents (I was so about to write pressies. My dog blogs are starting to get to me.) And then suddenly you are at this screen!

And I know I have to try one.more.time...30 minutes later, I may have gotten ONE of these happy little screens...

Which then lures you into this false sense of empowerment and you find yourself clicking on that 'New Game" confident.."If I can do it once, I can do it again.

An hour later I realize what a waste of time this is and stomp away from my computer........

Only to click on it as soon as I sit back down again.

Hi...my name is Erin....and I'm addicted to Poppit.

*HI ERIN*

Thank's for nothing Chrome.