I’ve run out of low-rise panties, so I spent a great deal of time today tucking and pulling my un-low-rise panties into my low-rise trousers. I need to do the laundry, put my summer clothes away and bring winter clothes out of storage. Thinking about it makes me sad, doing it will be admitting it’s officially autumn.

The weather has changed, it started raining and the winds’ picked up. It must take a year to become a real Vancouverite; the rain doesn’t bother me that much anymore. In fact this afternoon, I walked out, opened my umbrella and run into the raining smiling like that girl in the GAP commercials, except she’s taller and prettier, and she’s probably happy because she’s getting paid to walk in the rain and I’m not, so really, I don’t know what I was happy about.

I went to the new Winners (that’s TJ Maxx for south-of-the-borderers) on Robson and Granville looks like Ross with slightly higher prices but then don’t all those ‘designer/brandname discount stores’ look alike? This city is truly an embodiment of the phrase “if you build it they will come”! Aren’t we supposed to be in some kind of global recession? Anyway, I got an oven mitten for my sister, since she seems to be turning into a domestic goddess.

There’s a Future Shopopening soon there too, and a Bose store opening at Pacific Centre, soon everything I need will be within a radius of a mile, then I’ll achieve the existence God intended for me.

I haven’t exercised since Saturday; I couldn’t go running on Monday and sort of lost momentum for the rest of the week. So I’ve been sleeping eating a lot instead. I was watching ‘entertainment tonight’ last night and there was a segment about what Renee Zellweger’s been doing to pile on pounds for the next ‘Bridget Jones’ Diary’. Seems all she’s been doing is sleeping and eating a lot instead too. I’m glad I watched that, it gave me back my momentum. I wanted to go running right that minute but it was raining and almost dark out so I thought about maybe joining a gym but then I’m not really a gym person. I think I may have mild adult ADD or something, because running on a treadmill without getting anywhere frustrates the hell out of me, and those bicycles that don’t move… puts me to sleep, frankly I don’t know how gymsters do it.

PLAYING: Pretty green eyes – Ultrabeat

READING: Hey, Nostradamus! – Douglas Coupland

WATCHING: Without a trace

QUOTE: “so full of wonder and despair”