Diaries Magazine
Truth Is Thursday!
Posted on the 08 December 2011 by ThefriskyvirginTruth Is: The Christmas cookie monster attack has started. Wal-Mart had these cookie trays on sale…have mercy, they are so good.
Truth Is: We need a playoff system in college football. Just sayin.’ Geaux.
Truth Is: I yanked 3 hairs from my head, thinking they were gray. Turns out they were just really, really blonde. You would think I would stop and check after the first faux gray, but no. Sometimes my brilliance astonishes me. :/
Truth Is: Why is it in less than six months, two beauty products I’ve ordered arrived damaged? I thought things never arrive annihilated twice in the same year…kinda like lightning never strikes twice in the same place. The body wash I ordered exploded in transit, so when I opened it up—SQUISH, SQUIRT, OOZE. It’s like it had Montezuma’s revenge. Earlier this summer, I ordered pressed powder and it showed up completely crumbled. I opened the box and wondered why it was dusty--yeah, because it wasn’t dust, genius...which I found out upon opening the compact. POUF. A cloud of powder particles went everywhere.
Truth Is: So, I’ve been getting an unusually large amount of “find your soul mate, sign up today” e-mails. Just sign up for a free trial and find your soul mate! As if it’s that easy for everybody. Suppose the increase in volume makes sense during the holidays, with New Year’s Eve and Vomit Day right around the corner.
However, I don’t appreciate the following: Are you lonely? See 50 photos of singles in your area, from Senior People Meet.
Truth Is: There was an ad running across the top of my e-mail today. “Why Men Pull Away. 10 Ugly Mistakes Women Make that Ruin Any Chances of a Relationship.” Seriously? I know women aren’t perfect, but men aren’t either and I’m sure they also make those 10 ugly mistakes that ruin any chances of a relationship. Just sayin’.
Truth Is: I think I used all of my creative juices on the superhero me post because my brain has been unable to produce anything remotely interesting the rest of the week. (Hmm, could be due to cookie coma, though).