Bought some new flip flops today. Turns out my trusty old pair that I'd been looking all over for were THROWN AWAY by my mother a couple of weeks ago, because Rusty pooped upon them. I would have at least tried washing them before trashing them. Oh well, the new ones are comfier. But I miss my old ones
Oh and I bought a really gay Marc Ecko polo shirt while I was at it. It's got rainbow stripes, and I'm gonna look like a dyke when I wear it.