Ride-home musings

Things I pondered on my ride home tonight:

If Rosie O’Donnell were thin and conventionally pretty, would people tolerate her outspokenness more?

If Ann Coulter were fat or dressed like an old school marm, would her hatred be less tolerated?

How long will I have to wear my braces? (I haven’t gotten them yet but am planning on it soon.) Will people I work with make fun of me behind my back? Or to my face?

Why is it that in the summer, it seems like I long for the weekend more than I do in the winter. I do pretty much the same thing in all seasons. Maybe I should try to do more outside on summer weekends.

How cool would it be if my little little sister moved nearby when she goes to college?!