An illustrated chronicle in which Alex finally updates her blog.

The girl, commonly known as Alex, woke up on the overcast but comfortable morning to the sound of the music from her alarm clock. Groggily she slowly heaved herself into a sitting position on her bed, glaring at the offending electronic.
"Oh hey, Alison and I are hanging out today. Cool!"
With much more enthusiasm she arose and took her pills, slowly wandering to the kitchen for a piece of cold pizza to eat as she channel surfed the time away before she showered.
Her hair still soaking her shoulders she called her friend to establish some sort of schedule. "... awesome. See you in a bit!"
The two girls wandered downtown, going to record stores and bookstores, the bathroom at least twice (maybe even three times) and they got gelato, some of which was lactose-free, as Alison's body appeared to have some sort of vendetta against the yummy goodness of any form of real cream, milk and cheese. They sat at the Inner Harbour, until the rain made them decide to walk. They even ended up going to a tea store or two. Through their journeys the girls spent money that they both probably should have saved. Alison bought her mum a Mother's Day gift, and bought herself a book filled with personal accounts of WWII. Most would be unable to determine why on earth Alison would buy such a book, but those who knew her better realized that it was for The Big Super-Awesome Television Series About WWII that Alison was going to write someday after she went to film school and became A Big Famous Television Writer Whom Lots Of People Have Heard Of. Alex bought a tea-ball, hers having mysteriously vanished sometime in the year she spent with The Roommate From Hell. She bought things from The Looseleaf Tea Store Made Of Awesome.
She bought Yummy Tea (Casablanca: Moroccan Oasis), and a Totally Awesome Mug. She could also justify these purchases as necessary, as she was destined to someday be a Bigshot Somebody With Lots Of Money And An Awesome House (though a bigshot in what exactly no one knew, not even her), and besides as an English Major, she was expected to drink lots of tea and wear black turtlenecks. She didn't like turtlenecks, so she didn't wear them, though her coat was black, but she did like tea (which is far harder to drink if you prefer looseleaf tea and have no teapot or tea-ball).
Alison and Alex then hopped on a bus and headed towards their respective domiciles. Alison proceeded to eat dinner and go to class, whereas Alex drank some Yummy Tea out of her Totally Awesome Mug, after taking pictures to put on her blog (because she was a nerd like that sometimes). Alex eventually decided to bake the peanut-butter-cookies-in-a-bag that she had purchased days before out of curiosity, post to her blog (which she had not forgotten about at all but she had not posted to it because she was stressed and didn't really have much to say that didn't sound emo or silly or really boring) and listen to wrock.
Some of the cookies turned out Very Crispy But Not Burnt.
Such was Alison and Alex's day out.

The End, I guess.