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Today I feared for my life. Not only did I wind up in Surrey, I became stranded for almost 2 hours when the skytrain gave out... which cooincedently was as soon as I reached the platform. After perilous hours of guarding my life the train made it's slow way to Columbia station whereupon disembarking I now found myself stranded once again, except this time in New West. When the angry mob finally pushed me onto the train (thankfully the right one) the lights started to flicker and a strange noise was heared thumping along the base of the train. For now, I am alive (but not well as I have strep AGAIN!), and will be watching top model to celebrate. P.S. work gave me the night off.
P.P.S. I thought I'd finally gotten used to my work shoes and the leather had softened. Turns out my feet had lost all feeling and, unbeknowst to me, bleeding. So sore! Where the heck is my winter cabana boy?
P.P.S. I thought I'd finally gotten used to my work shoes and the leather had softened. Turns out my feet had lost all feeling and, unbeknowst to me, bleeding. So sore! Where the heck is my winter cabana boy?