I had the whole morning off, but Cozen ate up most of that.
I can't complain, though. ԅ(≖‿≖ԅ)
I even managed to sell her on one of my apartments with the caveat that she promised to stop scamming people.
I know she won't.
But I tried, and that's as far as my moral meter goes. ¯\_( ◉ 3 ◉ )_/¯
I am once again sitting in the crowd of a sport that sport only in name. Huh... I'm a real pessimist, aren't I? Maybe I should try to enjoy this.
The family beside me looks like they won a million bucks, it's not just the kids that are excited, even the parents seem to be giddy.
"When I grow up, I want to be a racecar driver!" The kid cheers.
"Then we'd better start your driving lessons now." The dad chuckles.
"John, he's seven. At least wait until he gets his permit."
The three laugh with wide smiles.
I must have missed a joke, cause there was no punchline.
I always thought those cheesy ads were unrealistic... are there people out there that are actually that happy?
