grrr...

One thing that is missing in my life is a rain boot that fits and looks cute. My old rain boots are starting to leak and my work rain boots are too painful to wear longer than a couple blocks at a time. (The last time I wore them I thought, sure, I can walk 14 blocks to work... The blisters that formed after 8 blocks informed me otherwise.) It only becomes obvious of this lack of foot security on days like today. Or yesterday. Or one of those other days that had a lot of rain.

Today I actually felt more than lazy, if that's possible. Slothlike? Perhaps. I went to bed around midnight last night, but this morning didn't want to get out of bed. So I didn't until noon. I was actually shocked when I opened my eyes and saw the clock. But maybe my body just needed a longer rest. I decided to see if I could return some pants I got a few weeks ago (they're a touch too big), but couldn't find the size I need, so just gave up and bought a bunch of on-sale tights. I look forward to continuing to kick my co-worker's ass with my awesome legwear. (Apparently she used to have the most interesting legwear/footwear, but I've usurped her. If weird things start happening to me at work I'll know it's her getting revenge.) Two plaid pairs and two magenta pairs. I'm excited to wear them.

Tonight I went to Rachel & Nathan's for dinner and a hangout before Rachel and I took Augusten to the Thunderbirds/Golden Bears hockey game at UBC. I almost felt bad for UBC because the Golden Bears neatly clobbered them. It was 2-0 when we got there and was 8-1 by the time the game was over. I felt no fear cheering for the UofA because, really, UBC doesn't seem to get very excited about anything. I still feel more like a Golden Bear than a Thunderbird. Augie kept it together and stayed awake, despite us leading him astray and keeping him up two hours past bedtime, but it might have been the popcorn and cookies he kept shoving in his mouth to stave off boredom. He cheered on the T-Birds and I openly mocked him which probably wasn't a very nice thing to do to a 4 1/2-year old.

Last night I went to see Bishop Allen with my friend David at the Media Club. It was pretty good, but, even though it was an early show, I just couldn't stay awake. And people around us were annoying me for no real reason; just that they were. Some girl made some snotty comment about me standing in front of her and I just looked at her unimpressed and continued to stand in exactly the spot I was standing. Maybe I'm too old for rock shows, which is unfortunate since I have tickets to the Shout Out Out Out Out show next week and Hidden Cameras at the end of the month.