Shopping Is My Cardio

Yesterday I ending up doing some damage to my credit card while at the mall. I was just going to return this awful pink shirt -- it was't a bad pink shirt, just a pink shirt that did go well with my skin tone --I bought from Express when I ended up buying 3 new polos with huge lion emblem on it.

I love these shirts because they fit me so well. I have a total of 4 now but Iwill have to get 2 more striped shirts and then I will be done.
After the mall the housemate and I headed North to Ikea because I am looking for a couch. After a long delay due to construction we finally made it on to find that Rooms To Go built a new store approximately 100 yards away. I was on the stores website a couple of days ago and I find a sectional that I quite like.

I walked in the store and I was welcomed by a nice older sale associate name George that helped me find the sectional I saw online. I found it and tested it out and it was really comfortable. The issue that I foresaw was the size. This is a big couch (120 in. x 87 in.) but I think If it was broken apart I could manage to squeeze it in my living room. I told George that I was going to look around the store to see what else they had in their inventory. This my code to leave me alone and allow me to browse ... apparently George didn't get it. He ended up tracking me down in the store 3 times with his suggestions. I don't know if he get a commission from the purchase but I like to be left alone while I am browsing. There was a cute girl at Express that suggested a the brown polo (pictured above) and helped me find the size that I needed. Other than that, she left me alone. That's good service to me.
Anyway, I ended up finding another sofa and an ottoman that would look good and it would fit comfortably in my living.

I was unsure so I decided to mull it over and come back after looking at some other stores.
I headed over to IKEA and say this sofa 5 minutes after I arrived:

It is really expensive yet comfortable but I really wanted an ottoman as well so that would push the cost to over $1000. If I were to spend that much money I should just find some good furniture. So at this moment I am still undecided and I will make my final decision in about 2 weeks or so.
After IKEA we stopped at the Nike Oulet at the Allen Prime Outlet Mall and I got some badly need sneakers:

"Party, Party, Party!"

I Arrived at the party about 45 minutes late (in the outfit pictured above) because the directions were not very good. I had to take a left on Routh Street, but after a call to host after getting lost I was told the OTHER Routh Street that was 2 streets north of were I was. WTF!?!?
I mingled, saw my friends, wished the 30 year old birthday boy a "happy 25th birthday" (because his isn't coping too well now he is 30), got a free drink from the waitress, and got compliments on my shirt. Thanks for noticing, boys! Althought, I almost freaked when a friend of mine touch my shirt after snacking on some greasy finger foods WITHOUT wiping his hands. But remained composed.
The party was at a bar, and I always find it odd to go to bars because I don't drink alcohol. Inevitably, someone will ask why I don't drink and my response "because I don't like to the taste of alcohol" is never sufficient. I think I wil start saying that I am in recovery for alcohol addiction because you can't really argue with that. I will buy an AA chip on eBay or just go to an AA meeting and trade a beer for one.
I left the party around 11pm when the heteros beseiged the establishment. The night wasn't not over thought. I ended going to a bar in the gaybourhood called Woody's with some people from the party and chatted on the outdoor patio until 12:30am. I was nice and relaxed. I dragged myself in my front door at 1am, ate half of my Molten Chocolate Cake from Chilis and went to bed around 2am before I had to get up at 8 for tennis.
I never get to sleep in on the weekends.





























