Fits & Giggles Launch Date!

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Hello and Welcome to my page of blogging. As a blog virgin I am quite unaware of the in/outs and how to enter the realm of the in crowd bloggers, so basically I'm going to write what I want, about who when what why etc. and if you want to follow, cry, laugh, judge, critique my thoughts, the more the merrier! Because I am in a happier mood and my hangover has taken an early crash today and lasted only 6 hours instead of the usual day, I am going to dedicate my blog post to  to a placee I owe much gratitude, calories, and wallet crashing too, the one and only "our man downstairs" convenient store. Living in Camden in a apartment surrounded by the equivalency to the projects in the states myself and my roommates have developed a relationship with the owners of a convenient store located underneath our place, short walking distance(if you exclude the 48 stair climb, multiply that by two up and down), he provides the essentials, cherry 7UP, wine/beer/vod, 99p pizza that is cardboard with sauce and cheese but still highly recommended, and of course my favorite Hagaan Daz Pralines and Creme. Now before we arrived to the lovely residence of Camden "our guy" was not replacing the Pralines and Creme stock to my liking, as our relationship grew I reached a new time high...ok low and had him announcing to me that "Yes I just ordered Praline and Creme, they be here in 2 days" If that isnt family then I dont know what is. So man downstairs (sometimes replaced by 24/7 guy, BUT only if time is relevant) I would like to raise my glass to your persistence, business and marketing skills and your small cluttered store of heaven. Cheers!

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