Children are always better on leashes, especially at an art museum

After class today, Lexy and I went grocery shopping. We stopped at a few stores along the way to look for a coat for because I'm freezing to death, but to no avail. The first store was called T.K. Maxx (for some reason there's a K instead of J here), which reminds me of a story! I was Lexy, I believe, and we had been present for an earlier conversation about T.K. Maxx instead of T.J. Maxx. We were crossing the street, and she said, "I wonder if there is such a thing as J-walking here." I promptly responded, "If there is, it's probably called K-walking!" I know, you're jealous of my witty skills. Anyway, I did not find a coat I was willing to pay for, but I got some yummy food to eat! Then I sat around for a while "working" on my paper. Afterward, Lexy wanted to go see Chicago with her. We got the cheapest tickets we could get. On our way there, we found a really good deal on scarfs, so I bought a couple to keep me warm and alive. It's amazing how much those things can do! Then we stopped at Mcdonalds, and it was nice to have a big greasy hamburger. I also got a sundae, which I expected to be a hot fudge one. When I asked for the sundae, the lady said in an accent I could not understand something about "...offee". I was like, "huh? I just want a hot fudge sundae." "Yeah, ...ofee?" I finally just said yes, praying she was saying toffee and not coffee. What I got tasted very much like a caramel sundae, which was good, but I missed my hot fudge. Oh well. When we got to theatre, they upgraded our seats for free. That was awesome. The was okay, but it falls into the general musical category for me. Musicals just aren't that great. I did however enjoy a few of the songs whilst wondering why on earth these women were wearing the lingerie the whole time and what that had to do with the show. Anyway, we headed home afterward. While changing tube lines, I heard a strange raspy voice from behind ask me very loudly if I was going home. I quickly turned around to find Lance, our professor. He said he thought about grabbing my backpack, but decided it may not be the best idea. I'm glad he didn't; although, it would have been really entertaining if I had busted out some R.A.D. moves without thinking about it and taken out the professor. Anyway, we made home safely, and all-in-all it was pretty good day. Also, as we were walking through the tube station, Lexy told me she needed to put me on of those scooters with a leash that the parents pull there children around on, so she could keep track of me. I responded with the quote that is the title of this post. "Children are always better on leashes, especially at an art museum." Words of wisdom from a security guard.