Nobody's Watching, Dance.

Today started out really shitty, but turned out to be super sweet. My mom woke me up at 9:30 to let my dog in my room. He didn't want to be there, I didn't want him to be there, it led to an akward high pitched whine. Then I couldn't fall back asleep because my neighbour was blasting Aerosmith. Why she blasting Aerosmith at 9:30 on a Saturday morning, I'll never know.

I laid in my bed for about an hour contemplating my next move. My mom came into my room (again) and gave me a ticket. Apparently I ran a red light a couple of months ago and they caught it on one of those cameras. The ticket is for $240. Obviousely I was mad. Also, the ticket says I was driving 40 km an hour. What the hell. Anyway, I'm pissed. I took it out on my cereal.

I went for a bike ride around my neighbourhood and then called Aimee if she wanted to go for another bike ride later. She did. I used one of those bike holders that the buses have to get downtown and then we sat on the patio of O'Hans and had lunch. Ryan, ex-boyfriend Ryan, came walking by and we had a nice chat. It was good. I miss hanging out with him. Anyway, after that we hit up the bookstore, where we ran into them again. Then we ran into them again when we were riding to the library, where I got a butt load of CD's and then realized I was going to have to ride all the way home with them. It turned out to be not so bad.

To sum up the feeling of today in one picture: p.s. I just want to be that chick on the bike.