knSo I want to start off by apologizing about sucking so much at keeping this puppy updated... my bad!
Anyway, can you believe he finally kicked the bucket? Ok, I mean I know Micheal Jackson wasn't everyone's favorite person.. let's face it, he hasn't been this stiff since that little boy came to visit (if ya know what I mean heh) but man... he was an INCREDIBLE performer! He paved the way for EVERYONE! Justin Timberlake, Usher, even friggin Christina Aguilera! Not to mention his wacky crazy awesome dancing... I will never stop trying to learn the moonwalk, blisters and sprained toes be damned! I miss him already, but eh... everyone has to go right?
Anyway, I have this giant gash on the bottom of my foot... it hurts, and it's gross looking, and as per usual it's all my fault that I have it in an ironic sort of way. The other day I noticed a smashed bottle on the road, and figured I should move it so no one ruins their tires with the glass, I tossed the big old pieces onto the grass and thought nothing of it. And then last night, coming to work, I stepped on it..
I was wearing my favorite sneakers, those ones I got in gr.10 that are ripped and ragged and occasionally glow an eerie greenish color (they should do a tribute to them on the Twilight Zone show, seriously, they were some pretty nasty sneakers) but I loved them with all my heart. Unfortunately they're so old and icky that the giant piece of beer bottle I stepped on went through them and into my foot, a full inch into my foot, and a full 3 inches wide. I love life, really.
So now one sneaker is fully stained with blood, I'm walking with a limp -GANGSTA!- and my beloved shoes are in the trash for all eternity. :( all this because I'm a thoughtful person. Eff my life.
So yeah, that's my traumatic experience for the day.
I got bored last night at work and learned the thriller dance, friggen awesome! It was so much fun, even with a bloody limping foot haha. AND I've finally mastered hills on the long board, it was hard because the thing goes so fast, but I now rule Thompson! Random people tell me they see me around town, and I've been nicknamed the "skater chick" by Robins Donuts and some other people I don't ever know or talk to... gotta love it.
Anyway that's about it for now!
Ooooh wait! I got my bedroom set in, and I have to assemble it all myself, and apparently I suck, because it looks like frankenstein and pinnochio had a baby. So here's to hoping I can figure that out, or I'll have several nails to the bum after my first week sleeping on it!!
Love ya!
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