someone has a blabber bouche…

Blabber Bouche. Hmmmm….. what? If you speak French, you might have caught on by now. bouche is French for mouth, hence the phrase “Blabber Bouche” meaning “Blabber Mouth”, adding in the cool French twist. Or not, you know, it might just be because “Blabber Mouth” was an already taken username, and “Bouche” was the first alternative that came to mind. Of course, it may have sounded better to utilize the Spanish “Boca”, which would then be a double reference to my being a vegetarian, but then I’m sure even less people would pick up on it. Or would they? I mean, some people probably wouldn’t understand either equally as much, and now I am rambling, which is why I thought myself suited for the name “Blabber Bouche” in the first place.

Onto some more relevant affairs (geezus this magnet school is rubbing off on me). It’s Girl Scout cookie sales time, and though I have grown to have a deep hatred against Girl Scouts which may be partly because I never was one, I have always had a guilty pleasure for Tagalongs. Shoot me if you must, but I have never quite liked the coconut ones, Samosas I think they’re called, rather I pretty much can’t digest them, because the coconut is just so freakin’ nasty. And the fact that some troops overprice their cookies so much just angers me. I mean seriously. Do they realize that most of that money is going to the GSA central office and their power-hungry workers? What is America trying to teach our youth? Another thing that bugs me is that the some of the people selling it can’t even be CONSIDERED “youth”. Please, If you’re reading this and you’re a Girl Scout over the age of 10 (even that cuts it close) JUST STOP. PLEASE. FOR THE SAKE OF MY SANITY. YOU’RE NOT CUTE ANYMORE. NOBODY WANTS TO BUY COOKIES UNLESS IT’S SUPPORTING A CUTE 5 YEAR OLD.

I’m done now.

(ps: I need to think of a cool catch phrase for the closing, and I think “I’m done now.” may just be a winner. Please comment with ideas. Thanks.)