2004-06-08 - 9:28 a.m. Boring Fish Mommy, wow .... I did a A review in my pants. Today is shaping up to be one of those �boring days.� I could tell from the get go. First of all I woke up an hour early this morning, which weirded me out because I was like�whoa�is my clock wrong�what time IS work�did I really wake up early? So when I finally unscrambled my brain, I went back to bed. Which, of course, meant I woke up late and had to rush out the door. And I am wearing these shoes and the laces broke, so I replaced them, and I didn�t realize two laces came in one package, so I bought two packages and now these laces are like, all over the place. It�s awful. Anyway, now I am debating�do I keep the laces that are on the other shoe that are NOT broken? Or do I replace them. What may seem like a simple decision for you, because a diaryland entry for me. So now I just keep looking at my shoes, wondering if I should just buy new shoes because I will never again be happy with the doubt that I have made the wrong decision. I actually have to admit that these are the second pair of the same shoes. See, when I went to Cancun, some Chitlan or Chicklet stepped all over my toes, and I was far to obliterated to really notice, but the shoes were wrecked. But I liked them, so I re-bought them when I came back to America. America being Boston. Back to work. So then I got on the train, which is the Subway. The funny thing about this subway is that it doesn�t go underground much. I suppose it�s kinda the �flying fish� of subways, you know, if the other subways are considered the �fish� of subways. So I read my book, listen to my music, and looked at my laces and just kinda hoped for a better life. But it�s Tuesday, and wishes aren�t granted on Tuesday. They are stomped out. | |||||||||||
