date: sunday, october something
time: six-fucking-thirty a.m.
action: breakfast-eating, coffee-drinking, dressed-getting
purpose: get out of house by oh-seven-hundred
idiotic rational for such a purpose: CIBC run for the cure
if it wasn't such a good cause, i'd be a lot more cranky than i already am. i'm actually mostly annoyed that i can't do the 5km course because i did something which is making my ankle feel like my achilles tendon is separating from whatever it is it's attached to. the one kilometre course will be enough of a hoof for this gimpy girl. dammit, i'm not impressed.
well, at least i'll be done before everyone else and will have time to take pictures. i hope.
did i mention i bought a tripod yesterday? i was trying to find a dress to wear to the wedding. i think i'll look really hot wearing the tripod, don't you?
so? how did it go?
did you win?
Were you voted Miss Congeniality?? ;)