Okay, maybe it's lame to write about getting a bunch of new clothes. It's really the way in which they were obtained that makes it interesting.
Appalled by the shortage of clothes in a friend of mines closet, it came about that a bunch of our mutual fashion conscious friends (of the female variety) decided to take him shopping. And of course I demanded to be let in on this little venture into the dark interior of the local mall.
My wardrobe consists almost entirely of various t-shirts. Most of which, through a series of odd coincidences currently contain come from various universities around the world. That being the case, I definitely have no problem letting a bunch of girls dress me. Obviously it would be much better to be able to pick out my own stylish clothes, but clearly that section of my brain is being used to store Simpson quotes. In any case, the goal of stylish clothes basically boils down to impressing females, so why not just skip the middle man (ie: me) and have them pick out clothes they like?
After a couple hours at the mall which felt distinctly like What Not to Wear (...not that I watch that...ya) I came out of the ordeal with a minor slew of new stuff. Apparently I now have pants that can be dressed "up or down". Of course, it wasn't explain to me how this mystical transition is conducted, so I'll just assume they go with everything. I've also discovered that the colour brown is not as evil as I had previously assumed.
I'll be heading off to Kelowna, British Columbia early Sunday morning to visit my grandparents for a week. Hopefully I can make good use of my new digital camera and take some decent photos of mountains or something. More likely they'll end up being uninteresting, blurry photos of the inside of the camera case...but whatever :-p
Cheers.