i think that if i could add anything to my body, i'd add a third eye. it'd be in my stomach (that way i could watch the digestive system in progress).

i've gone to the grocery store probably a hundred or so times in my life, yet not once have i found a fully-functional grocery cart. it's the wheels. there's ALWAYS a wheel that wants to not do what i want it to do.

recycling bins get me depressed. i see sheets of paper in there with one sentence on them. must we put them in the recycling bin before we reuse them?