I <3 Bagels

Mood: amused in that somewhat embarassed sort of way. . .
Musique (it's French for Music): Our Lady Peace - Do You Like It

So, today I came across that book I've been meaning to return to my drama teacher for oh, the better part of five months. And I said to myself "Hey - I've been meaning to return this book to my drama teacher for the better part of five months! ...Crap!" Immediately I hopped in the AnnelieseMobile and furiously sped off to Tim Hortons! (Immediately = buttered up my mom to come with me by cleaning my room for a half hour, on account of I only have my G1.)
And I bought a $5 gift cirtificate (thats ALMOST a whole small coffee per month of me having the book) and I came home, and put it in the book and, I wrapped it all pretty-like in bubble-wrap and orange tissue paper, and lovely complementary purple ribbons! WEEEEE!

Who could harbour feelings of ill against the barer of such a splendid gift?? Pfft. Not I.

Also. Something kind of red happened to my hair.

(Not my natural colour.)

But anyways! About Timmy's. There was a Sexy Bagel Man there. Sexier even than the Emo Waiter at Williams! He had one of those sexy smirk-y grins! And pretty, sexy eyes that follow you around. *giggles* ...I should go back to Tim Hortons and get him to toast me up a hot and fresh bagel of love. Mmmm. Ah, Timmy's... gives new meaning to the term 'baked goods'.

A ha ha! I feel so girly right now.

Oh... if for some reason you feel like you're being stalked by a 23-year-old guy with size 11-ish feet, possibly weilding a light sabre and/or a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone, don't worry. He's harmless, just give him a bit of honey ham and he'll settle down. Fear not. I have it all under control.

Ta Da.