butt dandruff, nasal drip, and the girls

1. black shirts frequently give away the wearer's dandruff problem. in the same way, black toilet seats give away the previous pooper's problem. yeah, butt dandruff. what the hell!?!?! i walk into a stall at work and the seat has white flakes on it... seriously dudes, use head & shoulders or t-gel or something, i'm sick of having to wipe your dead ass-skin off the seat before i sit my nice, moisturized, NON-FLAKY ass down to poop.
   
   
2. i did it. i finally did it. this stuff is the coolest, craziest, most FUN thing to do. odd? maybe... but what do you expect from me?
   
   
3. i finished the final season of golden girls on sunday afternoon amid a blizzard. the bittersweet experience ended an almost four-year homage to the lovely ladies that bring joy to my life like no other ladies do. rather than watch the final episode as i watch many golden girls episodes: late at night, drunk, and with a bowl of sour-gummies, i waited to watch it when i was completely sober, awake, and able to use up a box of tissues that i conveniently placed next to the couch. i used them... not only was the episode sad but i finished the entire series. *sigh* now i just have to wait for the release of the golden palace.