The Last of the Weary
Mar. 20th, 2010 11:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luckycanuckJeans were bought today. I managed to find a pair that fit well in the waist, and were loose enough in the legs and elsewhere to accommodate the rest of my frame. And the odd thing was it was in Harris Scarfe. A discount retail place selling jeans for under $30. So I now own jeans and I didn't have to fund the international cartel of denim artisans who think jeans should be worn by people with skinny chicken legs who look like the singer in a lame emo band. I would have bought two pairs, but they only had one in my size. Still, HOORAY!
I had though about going to the gym, but after sleeping in and shopping and picking up some fruit and veg (I really need to expand my Lent cooking repetiore) I still felt some leftover fatigue. I did, however, walk into Kingston to view the Skyfire fireworks and to have the last veggie burger at Brodburger. There was a 30 minute wait for burgers at the little red caravan, but it was worth it.
Renaissance Priest was there with his wife and in laws and we watched the sky above the lake being lit up, some local ducks paddling away in a panic, and some local underage bogan teenagers getting drunk.
Tomorrow perhaps I will run.
I had though about going to the gym, but after sleeping in and shopping and picking up some fruit and veg (I really need to expand my Lent cooking repetiore) I still felt some leftover fatigue. I did, however, walk into Kingston to view the Skyfire fireworks and to have the last veggie burger at Brodburger. There was a 30 minute wait for burgers at the little red caravan, but it was worth it.
Renaissance Priest was there with his wife and in laws and we watched the sky above the lake being lit up, some local ducks paddling away in a panic, and some local underage bogan teenagers getting drunk.
Tomorrow perhaps I will run.
