Super Lame

I almost missed it- my new thang. So What Wednesday. 

Here's what I have for your entertainment today:

So what if I got in my car tonight and couldn't remember how to turn on my lights. I twisted my windshield wiper stick and blinked my brights. Then I sat in awe at how stupid I was.

So what if this baby won't let me drink milk. Actually, I'll tell you what. That is crap.

So what if I pick the chicken bits out of chicken pot pie. Also, a big so what if I am to much of a slow poke to remember to buy vegetarian chicken pot pie. 


So what if my laugh is the loudest one in the room. It's genuine.

So what if I left the doily banner up in the dining room. From Cham's birthday party. I think it fits.

So what if I just asked K to make me french toast. At midnight. He even offered to go get some soy milk for me. I declined, of course. I'm not that crazy. I did just get a gob of syrup in my hair though. Super lame.

Until Next Time,
The Guff