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I did some damage
2006-02-10, 2:54 p.m.

I did some damage, shopping yesterday. I seem to have become inspired by something (the drugs) to start pulling together all the loose threads that are the frayed stocking cap of my life. Y�all like my metaphor?

To soothe your savage pleated-pants and round-toed breasts, I offer you a rundown of the things I purchased yesterday with my Good Girl Money:

These pants: one in black, one in cream. This not what I paid. Apparently, ATL likes to price their things differently online than instore. That�s good to know.

These pants, too, but not the jacket because it was still $139 in the store. However, on sale online, I�m thinking about it. You will notice that all of this is 100% wool, but apparently it�s what folks in the Great White North call �summer weight�, which translates to �appropriate for South Texas deep winter� around here. They don�t feel wooly at all. I normally need a sedative just to think the word �wool�.

See? Wool! BWUH.

But these don�t itch one bit.

And these . They have a very skinny little brown pinstripe. Also are non-itchy weird lightweight wool.

And this .

Please note that:
(1) it looks way better on me than it does on that frumpy model (DUH) (LOOK AT ME)

(2) I will wear it with some kind of tights or hose or something (something sexy � not like, lumpy leggings or anything) (something sexy and slutty like fishnets? Dare I?), as it is deep winter around here (highs in the 50s on Saturday! Woo!), and

(3) as dismal as my work wardrobe has become, I do have some freakin�-a shoes that have (a) 4� heels (b) and wicked pointy toes that (i) are inappropriate for work but (ii) will go quite nicely with the dress and the sexy and all.

So I�m seeing and agreeing with you that that dress does not look like anything special there, but believe me now and see me later, it�ll be sensational. Highlights my perfect peach-like breasts and all that. Aren�t I glad I made myself unsearchable? Yes! Peaches and breasts! It�s what�s for dinner.

And I got these shoes. At The Mothership , not Zappos. I�m not really looking forward to wearing them, but they didn�t come right out and overtly hurt my feet at the store, so I guess there are WAY worse things than new unsensible shoes, eh? Yesh, there are.

OK, so enough of the shallow shop-talk. Here are some other loose threads that I�m reknitting into the tatty tapestry of my rich, meaningful life:

-am getting hairs cut today. Not just a haircut � I�m getting them ALL cut.
-made eye doctor appointment for Monday. My eyes have just been bugging me, man. They just BUG me. They have seen the years through a slow parade of tears, and now they�re just kinda googly and unfocused.

Wow. Those things were pretty shallow, as well. I can�t do deep today: I�m sorry, I tried. Just don�t ask me WHAT I tried.

Have a loverly weekend, my pets. If anybody in South Texas wondered what we did to deserve cold weather and rain, here�s the answer: my kid�s Boy Scout troop is camping this weekend. Let�s all thank them. They have the powah to override the prevailing La Nina weather patterns.

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