Relax, relax...

'...exhale and breathe; just breathe for me.'

You'd be amazed at the amount of time three people can kill just by walking around the Bolingbrook Promenade. Good luck to the people that buy those two Post Secret books...cherish those secrets written on Potbelly's napkins in red and blue crayon. Ran into Ging at Pac-Sun today, and I also learned that whilst walking in the Promenade, you MUST wear your hat either completely forward or completely backward. Oh, Ale, such a rebel wearing your hat backward yet slightly angled to the left. Tsk tsk tsk. After the security guard walked down our aisle in Barnes and Noble, we put down our book of halfies (half Asians, half Caucasians) and jet out of there, but not before Thai picked up a copy of The Iliad and I grabbed a sketchbook (yessss...!). So now where did we wanna go?

One word: IKEA.

'Nuff said. If the same three people can preoccupy themselves laughing at stupid misspellings in a book about racial diversity, imagine the fun they can conjure up in a store filled with furnishings that no American in their right mind can properly pronounce...

Well, unless you're fluent in Swedish. It was a good day spent with good people. All a girl can really ask for, I guess.

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