'the adventures of a thirty-ish university graduate' or, alternately and perhaps much more aptly: 'as mad as a barking fox'

Monday, February 27, 2006

to talk like this and act like that

i wear big boots.

last year i gave up on being trendy or even remotely stylish and just went out and bought myself a badass pair of men's size eight sorel boots. they make a clump noise when i walk and are uglier than sin, but god i love them. truth be told, i pretty much feel invincable against the elements in them. after all, what kind of weather wants to fuck with a pair of boots like mine?

ice. ice definately likes to fuck with my boots.

i re-discovered this today. i also discovered that i can- technically- do the splits without ripping my pants and that my bionic knee can withstand quite the hit and not re-shatter into a million pieces.

it still bruises like a motherfucker though.


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