it is still october, right?

so, we ran that race thing. and we got a bunch of free bagels and bananas and burritos. and medals, like winners often do. and my feet still hurt from doing it. thus, i need to buy new shoes. sometime very soon.

i hate buying things. i really hate it. i only have one pair of jeans that is really out-of-the-house appropriate. those gym shoes that ruined me that i've had for two years. my black flats that i've had for, i don't know how long.....but i bought them when adam and jen lived in arizona, and that was years ago.....that have holes in each toe. and my glasses, which i kind of feel nervous driving with because of the incredible blurrrrrr.

i need new things. like, need. i'm not saying 'need' when i should be saying 'want' here. "do you want a bag for your bottle of water and single banana? because i know you don't need one.....oh, you do? you need one? you need a double bag, in fact? yeah. i bet you do. i.just.bet." i'm saying need. these are things i need. let's see how long it takes me to actually get them...


what i want?
a piano.

really?

we're running a race thing tomorrow.

so. that's ridiculous.

a day off!

kevin has the day off today. so, naturally, he's still in bed.

BUT when he gets out of bed, we're going to go the best buy to re-buy the stuff that was robbed of us. then we're going to go to eat somewhere. with a groupon. because that's how fancy we are.

also, i was recently told that i'm 'too pretty' to be in a certain play, by four people. so, THAT's nice. annoying, but nice. more auditions around the corner, anyway. as there always are...

work, for me, is wonderful. i love working downtown, for one thing, but the store atmosphere is infintely better than my old store. which is really exciting. i'm working nights for now, making my normal hours 4pm-12am. the night crew is great. and my scooter makes me the coolest girl at the party. duh.

kevin's work is going well, too. he's figuring out his schedule, so as to try to be home most fridays. but, in order for that to happen, he has to work really really long days mon-wed. (hence the extra-tired-still-in-bed-at-11:17-ness) we'll see how it goes.

theeeeee end.

mother, that's not what patience looks like

not at all.

just know that we're a step closer.
and things are being written up and sent places.
and stuff.