Introversion

Oh my gosh.

I am THAT LADY.

You know, the one who buys cute Hallmark cards even though it isn't anyone's birthday, and sticks them in a carefully labelled file folder so that when the occasion demands it, she is prepared. Or (arguably better yet), she buys a birthday card for her old college roommate, knowing full well that it won't be said ex-roomie's birthday for another eight months. (I AM LOOKING AT YOU alliath.)

Today, I caught myself buying gift bags today in Kroger -- not because I had any particular use for them right this instant, but because they were really awesome, and I knew they'd just be PERFECT for... ... ... someone. Sometime.

I am so ashamed.

This didn't stop me from buying the bags, though. Who will get them? Hee, hee. It might be you!