I was at the apple store the other day and I heard one of the Mac guys ask a customer, “On a scale of 1 to 10 how big of a nerd are you?” I pondered this question and of course eavesdropped on the conversation out of pure curiosity. How would I have answered such a personal question?
I am contently driving down the street when I notice this giant sign plastered to a wall that says: call me I’m 50! I’m intrigued but not enough to call the guy (or girl) because at this point I realize the sign is posted on the outside wall of a school. Now, if that doesn’t tip the cops off to a possible pedophile, I don’t know what will.
I love going to Target with coupons. They have some of the best deals ever. I don’t utilize Target as much as I should because it’s really far and that whole shopping center is a mess. I did make a small trip there on Friday though and got away with 2 pillows, a Monopoly board game, a Connect 4 game, 10 Sobe LifeWater’s and a trial size Johnson and Johnson shampoo for $5.88 with tax. Why do couponers love taking pictures of their hauls and bragging? I have no idea but I’m following suit. I love free stuff.
I don’t know what happened. I used to be so good at communicating online and through other mediums like texting. I’ve compiled a list of screenshots to prove my case. I am pretty sure my voice mail is full too because people keep telling me they can’t leave messages. How odd.
I plan on spending a lot of time this year decorating, painting and organizing my house. Of course, in pure chelseaCraze style, I cannot buy anything unless it’s a deal. I picked up an amazing mirror today at Target that was practically a steal.