Oh, California

I saw two men walking down the street carrying a huge plate-glass mirror today. I really expected to see a guy with a fruit cart walk by, and then a high-speed car chase fly down the road and crash into the mirror. None did, but it was a really quick stoplight, and it could have happened right after I left.
Melissa, Traci, and Justin took me out for my birthday to the Melting Pot. It was a delightful evening, and I have once again single-handedly made my friends poor. Nice job, Lauren.
Also, I have vowed to lose some weight before my friend Kameron’s wedding in August, so I can look like the other stick bridesmaids, maid of honor, and bride. If you know me, you know that normally I am vigorously against watching what you eat, so I must really care about this chick. Actually, I just don’t want to be the “one of these things is not like the others” girl who the mother of the bride hides the 5-tiered wedding cake from.
I will let you all know how my exciting life of Performing Arts Camp this was another day. I just wanted to see if I could write the most boring post ever, containing 4 paragraphs of 3 sentences each. And I’ve succeeded!