I missed yesterday’s post because my friend Reid wanted me to meet his 24YO babysitter. He likes screwing with people and he kept telling me how cute and available she was so he could introduce me to her and say YOU CAN NEVER GO OUT WITH A 24YO. WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? Once he took me on a pub crawl to meet women, and when I actually had someone talking to me, he started saying, “HEY, WHAT IF WE WERE SERIAL KILLERS? NOBODY WOULD KNOW.” He kept it up until the woman left (which didn’t take very long, as you can imagine.)

We stayed out way too late because one of the parts of the torture was to show me how late a 24YO can stay out compared to an old guy.

In any case, yesterday’s post would have just been something like: Why is it so <deleted> hard to find a <deleted> bucket? I bought a cheap <deleted> sponge mop at <deleted> QFC, but they didn’t have any <deleted> buckets that were big enough for the <deleted> head of the <deleted> mop. I went to the <deleted> hippie neighborhood food co-op and the <deleted> didn’t have any <deleted> buckets. I went to <deleted> Trader Joe’s and the <deleted> didn’t have any <deleted> buckets. I finally had to walk to the <deleted> hardware store and buy a <deleted> $10 cheap <deleted> Rubbermaid bucket. Next time I’m going to the feed store and buying a <deleted> horse bucket.

Boy howdy, I really got nothing.