An odd trend has continued. I went shopping with a friend and my mom today, and we stopped in Journeys (a shoestore). The salesclerk was nice and pretty helpful, and oh yeah, he was hitting on me. Okay, fine, whatever... Kind of flattering, nice for a self esteem boost. The disturbing part? This was at least the 3rd time a Journeys employee has hit on me. No, it's not the same guy. It's been 3 different stores in 3 different cities... Weird.

Other than that interesting event, today went well. Bought an assortment of CDs and some shirts (ooh, I now am the proud owner of a Squee shirt, how nifty is that?), spent time with one of my good friends. La!

Now I just have to survive track practice tomorrow...