Yesterday I got the mail from the mailbox and noticed there was a postcard to the last person who lived her from a salon. Basically it was a flyer/coupons for the salon. The name of the salon? 'Excuse Me Who Style That?' (note, the company is listed as 'styled', but the flyer does not have the extra letter) What the hell kind of name is that? I don't profess to be the best grammatical speaker or writer, but that is absolutely horrible. It's no wonder that the children in this country, who will end up as our next leaders, are horrible in the English language. I mean, if there are places of business that are called 'Excuse Me Who Style That?' who is going to learn to use the English language correctly? I dunno what else to say about this...
On another note: I was sitting here doing work tonight when my phone starts ringing (maybe about 1030PM). It was my mom calling and when I answered, she asked me where I was. She sounded disappointed when I informed her I was at home doing work. The reason? My parents were watching the news at home and the news was doing live interviews from Philly bars about the Eagles loss tonight. My parents saw a guy right next to the man being interviewed and they were dead sure it was me. As we were talking, the screen went back to the same shot and they saw 'my twin' again and told me that yep, that looked just like me. How scary would that be? The world is not ready for two Duff's. Can you imagine if there was another person just like me? That's a scary thought--one Duff is a problem at times, but think how bad it would be with two of us. Though, I would have someone to blame all the bad things on...Interesting.
Side note--Project DUFF is getting better and better--thank you all for the donations.
that's all for tonight--weekend sucked because it was study, study, study, final, study, study, study. Oh well, only one more final and this term is over...
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