I was surfing at PerezHilton.com today, and it had photos of David Beckham in some nice white swim trunks! YEEEEAH! Where can the common man get a pair??

This morning, I had another bad run. My chest still hurts. *sigh* And then the shin splints came again! I wonder if using orthotics would help. But I just made an appointment with a podiatrist. Apparently, it won't be covered under medical. I will send in the receipt anyway. 

Maybe I was still stoned yesterday, which was why I was so out of it. But today, I have the headache.

For about a day, I thought my Australian relatives were coming with us to Hawaii, but the cruise is too booked to accomodate them. Ugh! It makes me mad that the Aussies weren't diligent about making their plans. They knew about this trip back in the winter. But that is totally like them. I wish I could think of the English term for what I am thinking.

The last time I saw Mr. Lips, he had suggested we get together Monday, which was yesterday. I didn't hear from him at all. He is outta there. I refuse to follow up with people who ask *me* to get together. Why must people waste my time? Sometimes I think guys don't aim very high around here. They're content to ask out a girl and have her say yes. And that is it. They don't even want to follow through with actually going out with her. This comic reminds me of Vancouver guys and my dating experiences.