Started off today on the wrong foot. Almost literally.
While I was walking to the train, I stepped on something. The sensation under my foot was like none other. It was squishy/crunchy and thick, really gross. I looked back and sure enough, I had stepped on a little froggy. I'm pretty sure it was already dead, But I still felt really bad about it. I even cried on the train. I just felt so awful that this poor little froggy was not only dead, but being walked on. How insulting. I felt bad , real bad. So froggy, wherever you are, I'm sorry. ribbit.

Chris came over tonight. It was unexpected but sooo much fun. We did some computer things (of course) and then we watched the beginning of "From Russia with Love".
*Chris the image STILL doesn't work. What could be the problem??

I had every intentions of writing earlier, but blogger was out of order for whatever reason, but I'm glad it's back now. I am however going to cut it short casue I need to get to bed. Im going to take advantage of the noisy frog not "singing" tonite and try and get to bed early-ish....

I may go see my shoe man tomorrow. If I see him, this will be the defining visit. I hope he's working tomorrow, otherwise... I dunno what to do. I'm really all over the place with this one. It's like the first crush I've had in years and I don't know what to do about it....I feel so stupid. I tink I'm making too much of this and I'm going to wind up dissapointed.....what to do what to do?