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Children, your performance was miserable. Your parents will all receive phone calls instructing them to love you less now.

I had a perfectly pleasant weekend, I hope the rest of you did as well. I went to the University District Street Fair with Evildeb and AlmostCertainlyGoingToEndUpEvilMaggie. I was planning on taking pictures of her to show you how cute and adorable Potential Evil can be. But she was not in a good mood. She was, as her own mother said, a "street fair loser" yesterday. She wanted no balloon sculpture. She poo-poohed the idea of face painting. She refused all matter of food, healthy and very much not healthy. She was dragging her feet. And flat out refused to have her picture taken. Now, I am not one to steal the soul of anyone unwilling to sacrifice it to my digital camera, so I really don't have many pictures. She did allow me to take one when we were both sitting in the swing chairs. It's still on my camera, I'll have to see if it is any good. Evildeb finally got a hot dog in her, and she started pepping up on the way home. In the car. Too bad.

Now the Evil family, Evildeb A.C.G.T.E.U.E.Maggie and Lloyd, are on a plane, on their way down to San Diego for the week. Head's up, Marie!!

Other than that, I bought new tennis shoes, got my brows done, did a little laundry and played some sims. That's about it. Not too exciting. I'll try to do better next weekend.

My new sneakers have PURPLE in them! They are, apparently, for running. But we know I don't do that. I'm planning to walk in them. You think that's ok? Shhhh, don't tell anyone.

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Oh man, that street fair looked like a ton of fun?? Jealous, I am.

i definitely won't tell anyone as the last pair of tennies i bought were also for running, and i have no inklings of running in them. none at all.

Who cares what they call them Once you buy them, the shoes are yours to do with as you please. running shoes, walking shoes, tennis shoes. BULLSHIT. Don't let the sneaker regime burden you with their labels, girl.

Ooooh. I thought I felt an influx of evil. Now I understand why! =)

i've seen those tennis shoes and i want them BAD. i mean, hello?? the purple!! :)

At least you don't use them for sitting. Shoes like that HATE it when their owners are sitters; it's like they're neglecting them or something.