Here comes Santa Claus right down the MAJOR THOROUGHFARE BLOCKING EVERYTHING

[listersgirl]

My lower back is killing me and it's all the fault of the Santa Claus Parade.

No, I was not walking in it.

I was, however, walking to the futon store to size out and/or buy a futon for the living room, but I got totally trapped by the parade when I hit Bloor, and I couldn't make it to the store, so I took a long detoured route and eventually ended up walking to Yonge & Eg because I thought there was a futon store up there, only I must have missed it because I hit Lawrence before I found the store.

And now I hurt, because that was a lot of walking, followed by a lot of sitting.

Also this weekend, I went to a very inspiring bellydance show, watched more episodes of Manchild, went to many thrift stores in search of a vest for my mom, and did not write anything.

So, yeah, I think I may have fallen down on the NaNo job. Up until Thursday I was still going steadily, if very slowly, but I was writing every day. And then I didn't write anything on Thursday, and I haven't written since. I'm going to try to write more, but I'm seriously nowhere even remotely near the goal, and I think this just proves that I'm a better reader than writer.

Because it's All About Me, there are a few remarkably bad pictures of me in your party pictures. AHAHAHA. Some highly adorable ones of you, though (and I love the one of you, me and Steph)!