I know, right? Who needs those? Well, actually, I do. And it's irritating to keep running out of them. So I looked through the whole stack and there were fifty or so and now I am actually feeling happy about it. Changed my entire outlook on the day. Sort of.
On the flip side of reality, I was wasting time on Facebook earlier and I began to notice the adds. And the same two kept popping up. It was really quite ridiculous on the part of someone's PR department:
(And I would show it to you NOW if blogspot would so indulge me. Frack. This is the day I have had. I don't need 24 new effects or to friend all my friends again so we can say what we've already said ninety more times in a slightly different but same sort of way. I want a picture to show up in my blog. Just. Like. Always. HERMPH. Who's computer is this anyway? Not just mine apparently. Just like the bank...who's money is it really? Well...it's not under MY mattress, is it? I'm going to barricade myself inside my little hut and never come out. When I get hungry I'll eat what's left in here and then the first one to drop becomes lunch. Maybe. And now I've downloaded something I didn't need. Disabled everything it tried to enable and finally got what I want. Pish!)
As I was saying, Facebook offered me two choices and I thought them rather...oddly paired:
|A (potential) man or (definite) diamonds?|
That is your only hope. Especially if you're anywhere over 35. It's not an age thing on your part. We like you. We just know a lot more about what we want. And the diamond studs are a whole lot easier to handle.