"I mean, seriously, how often do you really look at a man’s shoes?" - Red, The Shawshank Redemption
Since I have a 5k on Satuday, I’m breaking in my new kicks at work today. As eye-drawing as they are, nobody has said anything yet. I feel like Wendy Davis, only without the “sinking ship of a campaign” baggage.
It wouldn’t be Earth Day without me posting a picture of Galactus eating the planet. This time he’s a cat!
I can’t wait to wear my new shoes. (See what I did there?) Though I do feel a twinge of betrayal since I’ve been wearing New Balances for the past decade plus. (All of them trail shoes at that.)
So a friend ordered something from an Amazon Marketplace seller and they threw in a Spider-Man comic book for free, which she gave to me. I haven’t bought a monthly funny book in decades. This could be a dangerous development.
me when someone tries to flirt with me
He’s got my game.
Marry me, Moss.
No game here, either.
Well, I’m down 2.4 lbs. this week (77 overall), which kinda sucks because now I can’t pull off my sweet dance moves.
This is mildly horrifying.