days gone by...

she thinks:

pretty shoes can hurt if you walk too many blocks... i've got the blisters to prove it...
sometimes you'll stumble upon the most familiar faces when you least expect it... and it's always a pleasant surprise...
a cosmopolitan still tastes good when served cold at the rex on queen st...
there are so many pictures of you out there that you probably never knew existed... to see some of them, is hilarious... it's like the past reincarnated...
small amounts of sleep = grumpy... 90% of the time...
maybe i'm wrong...
maybe i'm right...
just because you serve the parents of one of the guys from billy talent, doesn't mean they tip that well... even if you're flawless from appetizers to entrees...
a 12 hour day really does feel that long... i often feel like i should just sleep over at work on a bed of cloth napkins...
i still look forward to a concert night like a little kid on christmas... especially when it's a cute crooning aussie named ben lee... plus, a day downtown is never something to scoff at...
could i be experiencing a change of address in the near future? the next two months might materialize that dream... if three is found to be positive not negative company...
oprah is a great way to spend a break during a split shift...
my time at the cottage is so close, i feel like i can smell it...