So, I think it's fair to say that I've been fairly busy lately. I was at Richard Robinson (fashion school) partaking in a summer course, so not much has been scanned, and even less uploaded.

Now, it's story time again. And yes, it's gonna be long. So either park it or skip ahead to the bottom.

Okay, so... one of my 'friends' (he deserves no name), his best friend(we'll call him... Janet Jackson) hates me and keeps trying to seperate us. So janet Jackson keeps telling me that I'm a child, blah blah blah. Whatever turns you on. Hahaha. I'm talking to a mutual friend of ours (Katie White we'll call him), and he says that Janet Jackson and his girlfriend(Nicole Shertz-whatever) are perfect for each other, like butter and toast. Of course, I have a good 'comeback' to that.

"Butter is NOT made for toast...And anyways, butter is such a whore, since she can melt with just about anyone. And toast? Toast has nothing going for him, he tastes like carboard..'

So, that was my moment of comedy and also the reason why my MSN screen name says 'I can't. I'm busy being highly comical in the grocery store.' because ever since, I've been making food jokes.

So (it's my favorite word, can you tell?) I was in Toronto last weekend. And I went shopping. I could have pitched up a tent in that Mall and lived there forever and been happy. However, I did commit the ultimate sin against Fashion...twice. I bought...DUN DUN DUN...capris at Abercrombie and Fitch and a Tee at Hollister, both to which I object, but I figure that when I'm too busy (or tired from pulling an all-nighter) to come up with a killer outfit, that I might as well have something easy to wear. So there you have it. I've commited two deadly sins. Only five more to go. Wonder if food jokes could count...

What else is there to say...Oh.

On the note of Beer. Beer doesn't make you fat. It makes you lean.
Against bars, chairs, tables and walls.

Alright, back to bed for me.