did you speak to Target personnel? You really need something for your trouble. That's terrible.
yeah, I'm betting you won't but just so you know, this is the thing they are liable for. They have to keep aisles clean just to avoid potentially disabling accidents like yours.
Bloggess is shopping again. Holy shit, it's funny.
Sara! I hope you are okay!
Saddest movie I ever watched: Gandhi. "I know a way out of Hell."
Gandhi did me the fuck in. I never have seen that movie again.
And I get to see Cashmere and Plei tomorrow!
Vacation with Cash and Plei? I'm jealous.
Crying just gives me a headache and swollen eyes.
I laughed myself into an asthma attack over a Robin Williams special, but I felt terrific after I could breathe again.
edit: And definitely what Zen said about having more than enough opportunities to cry in my life, I don't need to go looking for them.
Really good sex is great catharsis as well, but I suppose crying is easier to--heh--come by.
Really good sex doesn't feel cathartic to me. It only makes me want to have more really good sex. And take a nap. Not necessarily in that order.
I am awake and at the airport. Yay!
Yay! Have a great trip Perkins, Plei, and Cashmere!