Aug 16, 2008 23:03
Lesson of my day: Chucks are not a good choice for walking around on concrete for seven hours. I am running out of work shoes, but three weeks left isn't enough to justify buying a new pair. Ugh. Insoles? :/
You know when middle-aged people start groaning and saying things like, "I'm gettin' old"? I recall Beau's mom always talking about "feeling it" in her bones. I feel like that now. Sweeping the floor at the end of the night just about this 21-year-old in. OI. And yet Bjork makes me feel like dancing. Oh, the joys of irony!
I am rounding out summer in a reflexive manner, as anticipated. This week I work about eight shifts, but luckily I get a mini vacation. Going to Minnesota for 24 hours for a wedding. Woo! Nothin' like free food. Anybody want to bet me I can't get Beau on the dance floor? I don't think we have ever danced. Outside facetious clowning-around and whatnot. Hehe. Peer weddings are hilarious. I have been to one, and spent the whole time picturing everybody as kids playing "dress up." Try it next time. It's fun. Weddings are for suckers.
Sleeping alone in a house is also for suckers. I just want a roommate or both to come home! But I know it won't happen! Ahhhhhh! Maybe Bjork will cuddle with me. :)