Sunday, 3:12 p.m.   Brown Cordoroys I have had quite a lovely day. But this computer doesn't have AIM so I can't tell Dan my exciting news. But perhaps he will read it on here and get on MSN. I woke up around 8:00 a.m. or so, not willingly, but Mom was all "wake up." on me so I did. I got on the compooter for a little while, Dan was away so I pretended to talk to him and then I left. Because we went to some cat show. And they had some Maine Coon cats on display (The kind Minnaloushe is) and I almost cried while reading the description of what a pure Maine Coon cat should be like physically and dispositionally. And it fit Minnaloushe perfectly. So I was standing there, eyes watering, being really glad that the only people there were really old, middle-aged, or my family. We were there for ages and ages. Watching all the four judges each judge persian after persian after persian... I love cats. I am the cat lover extreme. Except when it comes to persians - They look so mean, maybe because their grandparents ran into walls repeatedly and gave it to them in genetics and they're so ugly. I would resent everything too if I didn't have a face. They look like lions who've gotten their muzzles chopped off. Flat faced..ugly..lion..things. But enough of my dislike for Persians. The other kitties were absolutely lovely and it took all my will power not to touch them. I really really miss my Minnaloushe. After that we went to a museum, which was very cool. I know--total tourist, but I do like museums.I'm like some old person, museums and classical music, give me one or the other, preferably both, and I will be one happy little girl. We ate lunch at this swanky seafood&vegetarian restaurant and I got a tasty salad and a slice of bread, it was quite nice. There were drawings of nudes on the walls? So I was feeling artsy and bohemian. Yay me. OOoooh, and then, the highlight of my day. We went to our local ghetto K-Mart (haha. Didn't it go bankrupt in the U.S. What's up with that? silly K-Mart) for chairs and marshmallows. We were walking to the check-out and we passed some local ghetto K-Mart clothes on clearance or something and I was being all sarcastic and anti-K-Mart, saying "Oooh, neat. Clothes on sale." and then. I saw them. My defeat. The Brown Cordoroy Pants. I squealed with joy (damn that elated squeal), "Brown Cordoroys!!!1!!" and begged to let me try them on, "They're only NZ$13!!!" The parents let me and they were a little big, but size 12 is all they had and I had a belt with me so I -made- them fit, dammit! And I was all dancing in the changing room stall wiggling my behind going "I am sooo ho-ott! I am soooo ho-ott!" in my head and stuff. And then I changed out because I figured my parents would be wondering what was taking so long. Yay!~ They let me get those pants. Which were only like US$9. I love you, local ghetto K-mart! And so I am happy. Except that I can't tell Dan, which puts a damper on it. But I can tell him tomorrow I guess. And this was my day up til now. Yay me. ----------------- 6:05 p.m. I just looked at my calendar and got a crushing slap in the face! Maybe even a slapping crush in the face! Talk like a pirate day is on a SUNDAY. Of all days! Daah! Which would be......5 weeks from today! w00t! 35 days until Talk like a pirate day, me mateys! Aarrr! Wow, and I lost my train of thought. Oh, today on my way to the museum. We were walking through this art faire thingy? And we passed this band stand thing in a parky deal in the courtyard, I guess. My dad asked Lynn about it and she said, "Well yeah, sometimes bands play, and sometimes two or three people get up and..oh.." "Improv?" I offered. "Yeah, that's the one," she said. At that moment, I thought of Sara and Broadway Revue and all our 'FINE!' arguments and that time we went to the Uni and pretended to get mad, hehe, remember? "You seemed like friends just a minute ago!" And I got so sad because I missed her. Man oh man. I said out loud, "I wish Sara was here..." We could do that, go there some friday or saturday night, be all improvving on that band stand. That would be cool. I miss my Toots so bad.