you'd have to be a masochist

so today we had to drive for six hours and there were tons of mudslides and rockslides and waterfalls and the river was brown and white rapids and trees had fallen down all over the place. when we got home the power was out for three hours. i figured target would be too greedy to shut down and i was correct. we went there and got some 75% off christmas candles and a couple of mag mini lights and some peanut m&m's for really cheap. we were only in there for like maybe twenty minutes and i discovered that i cannot walk around that much. i started to feel pre-term labor pains and had to go home and lie down. i was watching that show america's next top model and thinking how much it would totally suck to be a model. i would not like it at all, anyway. people are totally mean to you... they're just like, "you just don't look pretty." and "she has no upper lip" "i'm just not feelin' it" and they are talking about their finalists who are relatively attractive women. i just wouldn't be able to handle such up-front criticism... let alone all the underhanded stuff. i'd be like "who are you to judge? screw you guys, i'm outta here!" and then i'd probably want to run and get tons of plastic surgery-- which is brutal stuff.