the borderlands

Someone removed my semi-dry clothes from the dryer and put theirs in, damn it, so now my clothes have a foul smell and i'm all out of detergent. Soo, because i don't know who did it and i'm PMSing, I HATE YOU ALL!!! Equally. That is fair. And on that note, on our way back from the UBC museum of anthropology (which was cool btw), we stopped to get a candybar (that i never bought, then we got lost) and crossing the parking lot, we were loudly joking about bringing stuff across the border and i very loudly said, "yeah, I'm on my period, can i cross the border??" (or must i be quarantined???) and a woman's head snapped in my direction with a deadly glare- my eyes bugged and i spouted out- "uuh, sorry ma'am!" I think she hates me already. Damn, we are insulting the local population. I think we lived up to our good ol' loud obnoxious American reputation. (sorry, rest-of-you). But we had fun, right? After the museum, we went for chinese in an area that only chinese people go and the other costumers were staring us down like crazy (this time we were behaving). But the waitress was really cool, the credit card machine wasn't working right and only people with VISA could give her a tip (we didn't keep Canadian cash) but she laughed at the people worried that they couldn't give a tip, trying to figure out how to do it (-silly girls, i don't care!-), (happily, i did have VISA debit card). When I got home, my poor little puppy was soo happy to see me, i was gone so long. She showed cute signs of missing me- dragging little bits of lacey-paraphernalia from the clothes basket into her doggy bed--- my pajama pants, a camisole, and a sock. She is so cute!
Okay, my day of being an insulting American is over. going to bed now.