I've been slammed with Insomnia Cookies advertisements for the past month and somehow I ended up on their email list. I've held out this long but I think I'm gonna cave here pretty soon. It's getting harder.
They deliver overpriced cookies from noon to 3 am. I think they market towards procrastinating college students. At least here.
Ah. I thought you meant 'cookies' as in cookies left on the computer from websites. Still and all, I'm staying away. Doubt if they'd deliver to Scotland anyway, no matter how hard they are touting for business.
No, these cookies are flesh and blood. It would probably be hard for them to compete with the haggis shops in Scotland.
And here I was thinking insomnia cookies was a euphemism for some drug cocktail that knocks you into the middle of next week. It's not that far fetched. Marijuana cookies, anyone?
I was playing tag once and tried to dodge my pursuer by jumping down a staircase. Fortunately I broke my am and not my neck.
Hopefully not by saying you'd be perfect for a backup position they'd like to fill. Purely under the table and all that.
I went for a walk to get groceries and went off the beaten path. A car drove into its driveway which was connected to an amazing house. A girl I covered during her high school sporting days got out and waved. She's about 28 now and I had no idea she and her husband lived there. I thought about how they're more successful than I was at 28 and more successful than I am now. Goodness, that hit me hard.
This is why I turn down invitations to school reunion parties. "Heey! You're looking old, man. You put on a few pounds since school too. So, what do you do now?" "Uuum... fuck all, really."