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Friday, September 08, 2006

That's sexy (my blog-Valley Girl version)

So, I was, like, totally at the mall today and I was like, oh my God, there's a sale at Macy's! And I was like, I should totally go shop there and like buy clothes.
Y'know? I totally did, I bought, like 5 awesome tops and like a pair of capris. Then, I was like oh my God, I need new jeans. So I went to Target and bought jeans. And then I came home and tried on all my new clothes and I'm like, 'That's hot!'
Now, I like, only need some really fancy shoes and I'd be totally cool.

Sorry. It just, kinda happens, when I go to the mall. My IQ drops to single digits and so, too does my bank account. (Not quite, I am more or less employed at the moment after all.)

It took over 5 hours. Baby Jesus cried, my little bit of my soul died but I got new clothes dammit!

My weak moment came when I bought a t-shirt that cost more than everything else I'd bought. But I needed it. It's way cool. Totally awesome.

Now I can weed out all the old worn out stuff and start buying new stuff.

Stuff rocks.

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