Wait, not so fast Toast.
I kind of seem to have decided to move to Miami.
Thatís right, Mi to the A to the Mi.
Ok, that was lame.
Not just Miami, oh no, because if I am going to live in Miami, I am going to LIVE in Miami.
That means South Beach.
Yes then, in six weeks, I will be going to Miami (sing it with the Will Smith song, itís waaaay better that way Ė or possibly just more annoying, whatever).
Iíve just been trying to decide for a while what I want to do, move to a new apartment, stay in the same place, blah, boring, blahness. Then it occurred to me that Tampa is small, waaay too small for me.
I like Florida though. Wait, I mean I like the weather in Florida and the beaches in Florida. The rest is a bit . . . trashtastic.
Please donít bring up the hurricanes or I will punch you in the egg sack until all your eggs are cracked.
So there we have it, Miami.
My new lime green shoes are going to be so happy. I will post pictures of them tomorrow since the lovely Miss Pattymelt asked me to do so, oh so politely.
In case I havenít mentioned it, I AM A LITTLE EXCITED BECAUSE I AM MOVING TO MIAMI IN SIX WEEKS.
At least be glad I didn't start singing that Miami song from the Golden Girls.
Oh you so know what I am talking about!
2006-01-18 at 3:09 p.m.