Monday, August 30, 2004
Weekend In A Nutshell
My new Esprit shirt. Summery, 'Slim Fit' and not stretched too tight across the belly = next weekend Birthday Party Wear. Teamed with the Package Enhancement Jeans it should be some potent mojo.
Sunday afternoon birthday get together for Karrine at her house. It rained, so the courtyard was off limits but I had a good time, even without alcohol. I know, shock.
Tearing up during the Wildcards show of 'Australian Idol'. Although this made me hate myself, thoroughly.
A tamed backyard. Weeds be gone!
Still fat. Well, not FAT!, but fat. You know what I'm saying?
How hard can it be to buy a damn tube of John Frieda's 'Upbeat' styling cream in this godforsakentown?!
'Metro Fit' shirts. Whatthefuh? Apparently it is New Urban Speak for slim fitting. (Although this has given me a new euphemism to use. "I feel fat, I used to be so 'metro' you know?" or "Get her, she's smoking Virginia Metros.")