Great afternoon yesterday with the work mates. I’m not very sporty nor do I enjoy playing anything with flying balls or kicking.
I made an attempt to be a team player…
I put on my ankle support and I played Human Fooseball. Sabrina told me she was watching it happen and thinking ‘oh no, this is a bad idea’. I was standing right across from the shoes in the photo below.
She kicked, I kicked, she won. I got heel right in the top of my foot. I’m currently getting the SAME foot looked at for a heel that went right into it about 3 years ago. Epic fail.
I spent the rest of the afternoon drinking and sitting in the sun. I also went for a relaxing trek around the island on a boat. I liked it. The city looks so pretty from the lake.
Kelly and I were uploading pix to Twitpic the whole time. It was pretty funny because everyone that we were huge dorks and I love that feeling. This photo of us is great, love the tower in the back.
Looks like fun! but as fly as the outfit is, I could have told you from afar that sports and those shoes were a dangerous combo! But good on you. You have to suffer for fashion. So they say.
It hurts to look good I guess.
I'm loving you on the boat… looks like it was a beautiful afternoon!
it was such a beautiful day for a boat ride. i love it out there on the lake
i must confess i viewed the pictures with a thirst for a far off place. not knowing you, or your friends, it intrigued me that i was that curious about you and your life. through your blog i have realized that there is an entire world that i am curious about, all sorts of different people in different cities, all still sharing the same basic needs. those needs are defined by a persons need for peace, and a need to feel loved and special. i know nothing about Toronto, or your job, or your family, but i know that you have that same need for peace, and to be loved. maybe that is why i feel connected to you, b/c i know we share these things WITHOUT even knowing each other. hope this isn't too deep, i too sit and think all day about life, random thoughts enter my brain, disappear and then come back. sometimes i feel that my life is like one of those dreams that is full of images that you could never describe, but you can see it in your mind. good night rock star, catch u this week on twitter. btw, @conrack1 confessed his love for you, but he's a kind soul, one of my best buds, so don't get freaked. i got ur back. xo
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thank you.
thank you.