Today, I got up at the ungodly hour of 7 so I could get a ride to work. It was crazy there because there was this big jewellery conference going on. I didn't get to partake, since I was stuck selling the crap. I was there until 3 and sold over $500 dollars worth, which is damn-good for a weekday morning.
After work, I went downtown and met up with Jo and her boyfriend, Anthony, to see
Crash Continental. They were good times. Unfortunately, I missed out on the yummy food at the tavern because mommy filled me with Chinese food before I left. I did have a beer though. I like places that don't ID. *evil grin*
On the way home, I spoke briefly to some little Asian girl at STC, who asked if I had my navel pierced, and told me she was getting hers done in a couple of weeks when she turns 16. When I got off the bus, I was hit on by a random black guy who had been eyeing me since I got to STC. *shudders* He was a nice guy though. Just creepy.
Anywho, now I'm tired and I'm going to bed, so I leave you with this last thought:
Kenya believe it?