Why am I not in situated in the world financially so that I can buy all the Michael Kors shoes I want? And afford someone to drive around, because they’re pretty but not so comfortable. I guess my drive and determination doesn’t meet my shoes needs. *sigh* All why must Guess continually make something, every season that I’m dying for? Like these. I guess I should devote some drive and determination to finding a sugar daddy if I’m not going to have a decent job. Though what I’m really currently looking for in a shoe is something just like this. I’d prefer plain brown to two-toned. Alas money defeats me once again. And my birthday is months away.
In other news of dissatisfaction, Yahoo! is totally taunting me. I keep switching the weather on my main page to Nashville and it’s keeps switching it back to Seattle. Where the temperature is literally twice what is here. ARG!
And I have cramps. And my back hurts. Shopping made me feel better. I bought a tiny little red vacuum cleaner, three bottles of liquor, two bottles of wine, underwear and assorted toiletries. Shopping is zen. Tomorrow I will buy a chlorine filtering showerhead that will surely change my life. My only real complaint, I guess, is that I can’t get warm.
My skin is so dry that I might scatch it all off for the itching. I’d spend some time seriously slatering myself in lotion, but it’s too cold to go around naked for the time that would take.
Why did I not buy buy potato chips when I was at the store? Am I an idiot? I think I might be.