I was completely lethargic at work, and couldn't find the motivation to do much of anything besides drink coffee. Which isn't really doing anything.
Part way through the day one of my co-workers came up to me and told me she was going to get her nipples pierced, and did I wanna come along? Sure, I said... it's on my way home and why the hell not. So that became the plan for the day....
While I was on my lunch, I saw an ad for shoes on sale at Sportchek, 2 for 24.95, and I love a shoe sale... I try to refrain and only buy when they are on sale... whoot! So I added that to my list of things to do after work.
America's next top model ended last night, and I totally expected Renee to win, not Jaslene the one that looks like a drag queen. I guess I understood the reasoning behind why Renee didn't with, but it didn't really justify it.
So, we left work and walked down to the piercing place. I left my bike at work because for whatever reason it was just easier. Which means I have to walk my ass to work today. Blah. Oh well. I've never seen someone get their nipples pierced before, let alone really many girl's nipples in general (and definitely not many of my friends). We both thought it was pretty funny that the first time we hung out outside of work I got to see her boobs and needles being jabbed through 'em... but whatever, boobs are boobs. It was actually pretty funny, the piercer was having a hard time putting the ball on the 2nd piercing, it probably took like, 10 minutes.
After the piercings (which in some ways made me miss getting stuff done) we went to Sportchek to find these shoes I had seen. I was able to find one pair that fit, but not a second, which means I'm going to another sportchek today to keep looking. I'm determined!! (see picture for the elusive 2nd pair....

We raced back to her house to watch ANTM and ate some soup. Was tres excitement!! (haha thats the extent of my french for today) I got lost on my way home, but thats just cuz I'm clearly a moron and turned one set of lights too soon.
On my way home, my cousin Camille phoned me and started reading this letter I had written to her in GRADE 9. 10 years ago. I was apparently a boy crazy kid. As if that surprises anyone. But it was pretty hilarious. I had a crush on every boy. (I believe thats a line from a Teen Girl Squad Cartoon)
Anyway, I have to get my butt in gear. I'm walkin to work today... ick.
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