Speaking of no life… last week, Weingarten had a poll about suicide. After taking the poll, I started to think what I’d do differently if I knew I was going to be kicking the bucket in the near future. On the drive to work, I started a list of things I’d do differently. Here’s what I came up with:
- Stop buying underwear. I have too much of it and it’s cluttering up my dressers. If I were to go through all of it, I could probably get away with not doing laundry for at least 2 months.
- Stop buying makeup. I realize that a dying person needs to look good as much as the next person but I’ve got enough to make me look like Tammy Faye Baker a gajillion times over if I were to try to use it all up. Nobody ever uses up makeup. It gets old and then tossed. A good thing. (Dang, I sound like I’m some kinda’ shopaholic or something. And since when did biting the dust induce thriftyness? Since when did I ever make any sense? :p)
- Eat HFCS, transfats and other “inedibles” in disgusting quantities. Enjoy it all, guiltfree.
interesting. i wouldn’t even think about the underwear or makeup. but maybe ‘cos i’m resolved to do both already, and still hoping to live for a while! (=
in the damaging my body vein — i think i might dabble in some drugs? depends on how much time i had left. try lots of things i haven’t done before (other than drugs, i mean)
i guess i should do that anyway. (other than drugs, i mean) heh.
Oh yeah! I hadn’t considered the recreational aspects. I can’t believe it. *smack forehead* Yes I’d have lots and lots of fun.