i’m having serious midget withdrawals, boy-induced spazz-attacks, impending school worry, housing issues, job-search woes, defiant computer issues and all around ickiness and what do i do?
what any other red-blooded american girl would do…
i shop.
aren’t i teh special? yeah…teh special.
of course, some of what i bought was movie tickets for friends and snackers for the drucifer and presents and the like. but does that really excuse the super-sexy camisole tank top i bought? or the necklace? hmm…especially when you consider the new kicky blue sneaks i bought that are oh-so cute, and i love so much. oh lordy, i really am becoming such a freaking girl. in my defense, i *did* purchase a video game tonight. but you know. does that really nullify the effects of buying sparkly blue nailpolish?
yeah…ok, i’m exceedingly girltastic. pray for mojo, y’all. cuz i don’t know when i’m going to get over this. and then there’s the part where some of my new swag isn’t even stuff i paid for myself. like
the insanely AWESOME invader zim shirt and ‘curious george eats a bunny’ pin that aragorn gave me. which of course, made me squeal, because i totally dissolve into a pile of squealiness around him. and there’s like…nothing going on. really, there’s not. yet here i am, utterly fucking girltastic.
please kill me now.
crap i spent money i shouldn’t have:
purty blue summer dresses (2)
AWESOME blue sneakers
blue & purple nailpoilsh
a volume of SQUEE
Shoalin Soccer
a volume of JTHM for aragorn
2 new swag bag pins
CDs: morcheeba, smashing pumpkins, kill bill vol. 1 soundtrack
purplish eyeshadow
super sexy cami-tanktop
necklace
sweatery cardigan thingie
kneesox
movie tickets
the sims for gamecube
jesus…
