Blisters

I would just like to say that if you ever buy Doc Marten 14-eye lace-up boots, do NOT walk long distances in them before they're broken in. They WILL kill your feet.
So, after a less than wonderful morning and noon-time experience yesterday, I decided to watch some t.v. on Hulu, since I had nothing to do until 5:00. And I have discovered my new t.v. obsession! I don't actually have cable or anything, so I don't watch t.v. (except for FRIENDS, my all time favorite show of which my sister owns several seasons), but I have fallen madly in love with the show Pushing Daisies. I found it to be weird, romantic, and incredibly charming. I told my wonderful friend (and avid t.v. viewer) Lauren about my new love, and she said [about Pushing Daisies], "I liked it at first, and the idea was good. We just didn't really click once we got past the honey moon stage."
I love that girl. I also miss her immensely, since she is a lifeguard and works ALL THE TIME during summer.
I haven't met anyone new today, but it's only 1:20 pm, so there's still a possibility. Right now my hellish blisters seem to be enough to keep me from wanting to exert myself in any way for the rest of my life. So, here's a picture of me and Lauren when I had hair, and the wind at the beach was making it look stupid.
Bye, all.