I had yesterday off work, because I didn't feel well the night before. By lunchtime? I felt fine. No stomach cramps. Nothing. Zilch. Zippo.

So what wakes me up at midnight last night?

Only the mother of all stomach pains. Typical.

Since I have nothing that I can actually write here about today as well as lots I'm plain just not interested in writing about, I'm going to be naughty and post a picture of some damn shoes already, to shut myself up.

It's my Chucks of Love! Yes, this picture wasn't taken today, but I'm still using it because I AM A SLACKER TODAY ALRIGHT? The only problem I have with my prettty plaid shoes, is that they tend to eat my socks. Why do they do this?

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