An appeal to the woman who I saw on the bus this morning.

To the thirty-someting woman who was sitting facing oppisite me on the bus this morning:

Yes, I can see that you are more than old enough to wear that skin, tight micro miniskirt without being accused of jail bait. I'm guessing you might even be proud of that fact. Who am I to judge? It's clear to me that you do not seem to care that the way you're sitting causes that already short skirt to ride *way* up. But please, please, for the love of God, consider wearing underwear. You have no idea how hard it was to not be able to look straight ahead. Also, when wearing makeup, it's a good idea to wash the old makeup off of your face before applying a new layer. Your skin will thank you for it.

On a much nicer note, a couple of weeks ago someone I used to work with stoped by my work and we were plesantly suprised to see each other. She was 8 1/2 months pregnant. I congratulated her and said that I hoped she would let me meet her baby after it was born. Well today she stopped by with her brand new daughter Nicole. And she is such a pretty little baby. She has vrey blue eyes like her mother and lots of hair that looks as if needs just a nudge to turn a rich red color like her mom's.

I really want one of my own.