I Don't Think I Like Saturdays Anymore
Saturdays don't have anything to offer me. Alfred works 24 hours on Saturdays. We are sharing a car right now, so even if I wanted to go somewhere I couldn't (lucky for me I don't want to). What has been happening is basically I sleep all day and watch a movie or two. Today I napped on the living room floor until 6pm, then I watched Rent, then I read, then I got a bath. Now I'm here doing basically nothing.
I have a paper due on Monday, but due to my Saturday drain I didn't feel like working on it. I just feel too tired to sit upright on Saturdays. I'm feeling better now, but technically it is Sunday.
I just found my friend Jessie Kozel on MySpace. Trouble is, I don't have an account on that unholiest of places. So Jess, if you happen to Google yourself and find this, call me or e-mail or something.
I think I've mentioned before that I have a strong interest in helping people by volunteering and so forth, and I've enjoyed the sense of giving where I can.
Well, completely by accident tonight I found a new place to help those less fortunate. It's called myfreeimplants.com
. Just in case the title of the site didn't give it away, this is a place where hundreds, if not thousands of needy ladies beg and plead to philanthropists about their desperate need for breast implants.
Similar to Children International, they reel in donors with photos of themselves looking downright needy. Who can resist a poor, unfortunate lady posed on all fours eating a popsicle? Who I ask?
Forget AIDS in Africa and buy these sad ladies some breasts. A simple act of selflessness will make you feel warm inside, and what better way to be charitable than to help put synthetic parts on poor girls who can't afford to buy them?
< /end sarcasm >