these are not my walls

So, that was a pretty long week of no posting, eh? Heh.

I've been busy with work since I came back to Dodge (no surprise there) AND I've been busy with PLANNING MY FINAL DEPARTURE!!

(Uh, from this town, not from life. In case there's any confusion.)

This didn't stop me from going on a 12-hour bender with other articling students last weekend though. Heh. We did NOT get kicked out of the bar, despite some jackass' best attempt to start a fight on the dance floor. Dude almost knocked me to the ground - an impressive feat, really, because I am *not* small - but I took the high road. If by "high road" you understand that I got in his face and yelled and he backed off.

Yeah, I'm badass.

I managed to forget all of my work shoes here when I went to Thunder Bay, so spent a Sunday afternoon scouring the town, and picked up these lovelies:



and these:



for under $50. I now own an impressive array of high-heeled shoes for someone who prefers to be barefoot. Why did I go into a profession that requires suits and heels again?