Saturday, September 24, 2005

Another doggone weekend...

Paris, you idiot, learn to park your Ferrari:

My neck is killing me. I think I slept all wrong last night. Dammit. The only way I see to cure this is to go back to sleep. *sigh

Last night I went to the hip hop sample sale at the International Centre. It was good, but too much Baby Phat, and too many big sizes! I suppose if I liked Baby Phat I'd have enjoyed it more... but I did make away with a Betsey Johnson top, so it's all good.

I'm so happy the week is over. I don't have much planned for the weekend, which kinda sucks. Oh well, there's one more day of weekend left and I shall think of something to do with it. Kathy and Megan are in town, maybe I will think of something to do. Right now, perhaps I could start my essay or case comment but those are due in like, three weeks so I'm feeling quite lazy right about now.

I think I need to lie down.

1 comment:

Kathy said...

Nothing to do? Maybe you should use your time to concoct some formula to rid me of this horrible sickness known as the common cold! Sigh. I complain too much.

I hate Friendster, too. The only reason I have it is because everyone does and it's an easy way to keep in contact. Sad. I am a hypocrite. Oh well, what are you gonna

I'm going back to Waterloo tomorrow (damn it). I'll call you tonight. Until then.