Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Ugh!

I always know I'm in trouble when I start worrying about what to wear on a date, If it were up to me we would all wear beaters and sweats.  It doesn't help that I'm throwing a tantrum because I don't feel I packed the right 110lbs of my clothes or shoes.  The downside of being in Europe is men actually care about shoes and fashion and I am about 3 years behind on all of that.  I just started buying high heels over flips flops about a year ago.

Well there isn't much I can do at this point, I'll have to find my arrogant American attitude somewhere on the way to the tube....

There is slightly too much pressure on dinner tonight, I blame the hours of texting the Barrister and I did last night.  At least if my date goes to hell, I'll have a good lunch with Lawrence....he's bringing a Canadian with him too.  What happens when an American, a Canadian, and a 1/2 Brit and 1/2 American go to lunch????

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