so far, all i've noticed about my scrubbing bubbles gel toilet bowl cleaner is that it makes my bathroom smell like a clean hospital room.
and i don't like the smell of clean hospital rooms.
the pack lasts for 6 weeks.
hopefully it really will clean the toilet for me,
as advertised on the box.
(but on the box there was this little sponge creature that did the work. i see no creature in my toilet. false advertising.)
last night i dreamt
that my father in law got us front row box seats (is that even possible???) to a king's basketball game.
sean and my friend beth were with me.
two of my friends from high school were players on the team.
micah cummings and gabe gammon.
gabe is shorter than me, and i don't remember micah being tall.
i haven't seen or talked to these people in 10 years.
so we were in these box seats, but we couldn't even see the game.
it didn't bother me.
we got to wear these fancy vip tags around our necks.
i felt super important with my neck tag.
beth went to talk to the players on the bench, but i just sat in the little box.
some fancy dressed men came up and brought us plates of chocolate pudding with lots of whipped cream and purple Gatorade.
beth stole my Gatorade, but i didn't mind b/c i don't like Gatorade that much.
and i thought it tasted like medicine anyway.
i also ate a cold chocolate chip cookie with homemade whipped cream (the pudding and whipped cream they brought earlier was from the can), and i remember thinking the cookie would have been much better with the whipped cream if it were warmed up.
beth and i were just about to go "powder our noses" when sean came back with his arms full of stuff from the souvenir shop.
i asked him where he got the money for it, and he said his dad gave him money and he was to "go to town" in the gift shop.
then i woke up.