YAY for moving ... SIKE

Arkansas ... I always looked down on Arkansans. I thought they were ignorant and, of course, "kissing cousins". In all the jokes everyone is related. I don't know why people in Louisiana make fun of people in Arkansas ... we aren't that classy in Louisiana. Britney Spears ... enough said. Arkansas gave us Walmart. Even though I'm not a fan of Walmart it still ranks higher than Britney.

Yet, here I am, a new resident of an Arkansas retirement community, who is in her 20s. Will I like it here? ... maybe ... maybe not.  I am completely bored and lonely, which is why I pray for rain. It is less obvious that I am a loser when it is raining because I have a sound reason for staying inside and watching TV all day. The town is full of shops and spas that I can't afford. YAY! for unemployment! Maybe I'll make a career switch ... I do have experience as a BINGO caller!

My next door neighbors are nice ... 60 but nice. I joined an outrageously expensive gym with old equipment in an attempt to find friends. Results: No one smiles back when I smile (my no teeth smile might resemble a psychopath's smile). Other results: Arkansas does not carry Fiber 1 yogurt, Zatarain's Spicy Mustard in a squirt bottle, or Crystal Light Strawberry Kiwi. The lack of rain, these three products, a Target, and friends has caused me to start blogging. Hopefully I won't always sound this depressing.