I wanted to wear my black shoes this morning, the black ones that make that oh-so-adorable flip-flip sound when I walk, the flippy shoes. I looked everywhere for them in my room, even got down on the floor to look under the bed even though it was 6:00 a.m. and really, I'm just not up for that kind of physical activity at that hour. Then I went into my roommate's room figuring she had borrowed them and not put them back. AGAIN! Well she wakes up and tells me that she let her friend Lisa borrow them the other night. Okay, see now it's on. She thought since I wasn't using them that it was fine and why don't I borrow her black shoes? Ummm, hey, why didn't Lisa wear those instead of mine? Hmmm? So I decided to take something equally important of hers that I knew she would miss so that I could feel vindicated. I took the remote control to work with me. Yes, I'm a petty, petty girl. A petty girl wearing brown shoes with a black dress and a remote control in her purse, that's me.
2002-05-31 at 10:14 a.m.