save the drama for your baby mama

It never ceases to amaze me how in real life I can go days, weeks, months.. and have no drama. But my internet life is just rolling with it. And you may be saying "Well just quit having your underground secret online life!" and to you I say "What kind of fun is that?" It's like when you watch a soap opera. You know it's stupid. You know most of the players will only be soap stars and never make it onto the big screen. You know that you've seen this storyline time and time again and it never ends well. But? You keep watching. Why? I DON'T KNOW! If you know please tell me. In the meantime I have my own personal soap opera. (and if they get in a plane, I'm not getting in, cause I know where that ends and it's on a deserted island. wait. okay if there is a really hot guy on the plane then I might get on just cause he'd be deserted with ME, right? and that's not too bad. no wait. forget it. I'm not getting on the plane. Unless it's sweeps week and Vin Diesel is guest starring. there. I'm glad we worked that out.)

Meanwhile, back at the Hall of Justice, Celeste and I just walked over to GNC to get a smoothie and then to Dollar General. Everything I do with Celeste is an adventure, because well, she's Celeste. She knows *everyone* and if she doesn't she makes new friends. Doesn't matter where we go. At GNC we met Pudden, a local real estate agent. When she left:

Me: What kinda name is Pudden?
Celeste: I don't know. Cookie.
Me: Heh.

At the Dollar General Celeste needed razor blades to scrape the last of a sign off the glass doors.

Celeste: Ma'am, where are the razor blades?
Employee: Over there where the other razor blades are.
Celeste: Well.. okay then!

And while we were checking out, a man walks in the front doors:

Man: Where are the razor blades?
Celeste: Over there *points* Where the other razor blades are.
Man: *walks over*
Celeste: He didn't get my joke.
Me: Well it's okay, cause I got it.
Celeste: It would have been funnier if he knew.
Me: Well I knew, and I was totally laughing. On the inside.