saturday started out just as any normal day.. I went to the library and did a bit of group studying. I picked Brian up from the gym and we headed over to Heather and James' place. The four of us ended up on a christmas shopping excursion. There were happenings during this outing that made me laugh...
1) Parking - we parked in the yates parkade. I was driving a standard (with two fatties in the back) and kept getting stuck on the steep inclines, there was a line up of angry christmas shoppers trying to get home. It took us like 10 minutes to park. I laughed. Maybe it's not funny to you (the reader who wasn't there) but it was for me. So just keep reading and stop complaining. By the way, I am so fabulous I didn't stall once.
2) We exited the parking lot and before we knew it we were pretty much running up yates street. It took about 3 minutes of this to realize we had absolutely no destination. You would have thought we were nintendo geeks moments away from getting our hands on the new Wii (whatever that is). James just about took out a small child. I laughed again. This time harder. My stomach hurt a bit.
3) We stopped at a coffee shop to enjoy our candy apples and for James to get a coffee. Heather started rocking out to some weird egyptian sounding music (if my memory serves me correctly). The poor old man sitting quietly trying to enjoy his daily paper beside us silently judged us and probably considered us "rif raf".. He looked British.
4) We spent about 10 minutes in a toy store. Brian and James checked out viking hats and such "boy's toys" while the girls reminisced about the girly dolls we used to have, or wished we could have stolen from the neighbor girls (I never had a barbie).
5) We witnessed a girl working behind the counter answer her cell phone and carry on an argument with her boyfriend while the four of us were standing right in front of her. I immediately stopped investigating the potential purchase and started eavesdropping. I analyzed the girl, the status of her relationship and the quality of her fake tan.. Results: she seemed tacky, her relationship was doomed (although they will probably continue to fight everyday for at least another 6 months before beginning the painful break-up process) and her fake tan was horrendous. Poor girl.. I was entertained though. She then proceeded to leave the store to continue the fight, I wanted to follow, but controlled my urge.
It was one of those days where the beauty is in the randomness of events. I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
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you forgot to mention the fact that we were rather mangled...which definitely had an influence on the events of that day. If we were feeling a little more noral we probably would've actually achieved some of our shopping goals. We truly did nothing productive. T'was great.
ps. i hate the word verification things on here.
Yeah, and by fatties you mean PHATTIES.
And by Egyptian tunes you meant Coldplay.
But either one.
GOOD TIMES.
right... coldplay..
that sounds more like it.. my mind must have been too focused on the flailing..
(I was just kidding about the fatty part. You are both of proportionate size amongst the north american standard of body sizing.)
Great. So you're calling us obese.
You have just pushed me to another binge at MacDonalds.
Sniffle.
With extra McChicken sauce.
what I really meant was this:
you are proportionate to the size amongst MY standard of ridiculously good looking skinny people... who eat crackers and celery for dinner... and then throw it up...
you make the mark..
Heather. Don't listen to her. You looked fierce in that nude unitard I lent you for Halloween. Not many girls can pull off the colour flesh. Oh. That might not be PC. I saw crayons at the toy store that were called "Skin Tones of the World". There were 16 crayons...where was I going with this...oh yes. Don't be racist!
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