Jen

I just want to say, I agree with all the songs you would not hear in a perfect world except “tiny cities made of ashes.”

I am outta here in 35 minutes. Let the countdown begin.

Topic two: There are no yoga mats at any Targets in the Chicago land area. About a month ago, I was at Target and I came across a yoga mat. I thought to myself, “I go to yoga a lot, I should just buy my own mat.” Did I? No. I would now like to call myself, “Dumbass.” I went back to the biggest freakin’ target of all time on Elston and Logan this past Saturday. No more mats. I went to the Skokie Target and the “Ghetto Mill” (aka Golf Mill) Target last night and neither had any yoga mats left. The little price sign is there, but the racks are empty. What is going on? What is with this unprecedented yoga mat shortage?

I would go tell Target to go f*ck (I just don’t want to type it, ok? This is funny, because I actually swear like a sailor.) themselves, but I love it so much there. Hmmm. . . that brings up an interesting little tidbit I learned.

“In ancient England a person could not have sex unless you had consent of the King (unless you were in the Royal Family). When anyone wanted to have a baby, they got the consent of the King and the King gave them a placard that they hung on their door while they were having sex. The placard had F. U. C. K. on it (Fornication Under Consent of the King).”

Does anyone believe this? I would think the King would need a separate department in the government just to handle this. The lines would be out of the castle.