Hair-raising evening
It was a long holiday weekend for me. I am back to my insomniac ways and started to visit my regular reads in the wee hours of the morning. This and posting entries, has been a priority this weekend more than any other chore like paying bills. The wonders of procrastinating seem too hard to resist.
And so I came upon this entry , the one written on 10.8.04 in one of my routinely visited sites. At the end of her entry there was this link about a certain ad. I think my curiosity got the best of me. I don't even know why I even clicked on it when I know I am such a scaredy cat when it comes to things like these. I may be the last person to have seen this ad but just in case you are one of the few left who hadn't, I won't tell you what it's about (the instructions will tell you anyway) but all I can say is that I woke up hubby from his deep slumber last night with my scream. So that's how it feels when they say one's head hairs stand on it's ends-- literally.
What felt like a wild caffeine rush courtesy of Wendy
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