It's been a blah day today. I've slept, ate Pringles, watched reruns of shows I shouldn't really respect... Slept some more... I contemplated eating some tapioca pudding, but I'm too lazy to get a spoon. Besides, anorexia is in, right?
No, I don't support anorexia. Nor is it my goal to look "model" thin. I just really hate shopping for new jeans. It was a four day process the last time I went (thank goodness for Alyssa, or it never would have happened) and, believe me, the process was painful. I have this complex where I always think I'm two sizes bigger than I actually am, so my 1's become 5's and my 4's become 8's. I also sometimes forget that my ass is twice the size it was last year (thank you large hills and Stairmaster), so that really low cut jean just isn't going to cut it for me unless I'm advertising the new face of butt crack.
And it's not just jeans I have trouble with shopping for. Everything, everything is a struggle. I tend to hate anything with a cute pattern or ruffle, so my closet is full of solid colored tops and shawls (I'm a HUGE fan of shawls). I have to offset the boredom of my palette and look for things that fit me well and are as close to one of a kind that I can get on a budget.
I. Hate. Shopping.
But it's kind of close to Christmas, and with invitations coming in for parties and presents to buy and such, I have to shop for myself (gotta look halfway decent, right?), my roommates, and for strangers I have never laid eyes on. Secret Santa is the enemy, and I have no idea how to go about buying something for people I don't know for less than $15. Who came up with that price cap anyway?
My roommates are going to prove to be a chore to shop for.
Amber's the lady diva, so I'll probably just end up getting her something from ULTA. She'll probably use my card long before I will (I'm still not sure why I signed up for it... besides being a sucker for girls with long lashes), so that's also up for grabs.
Erin's our homemaker... No seriously, she makes this place feel like home. There is always some sort of baked good smell in the apartment and I'll probably end up just getting her some more things to bake with. I'm a fan of decorating cakes-- and she enjoys baking them... Maybe we'll do a Christmas dessert thing? I don't know.
Jenna... Jenna's never home lol so I have no idea what she does besides crash at her boyfriend's. At least I think she has a boyfriend... I don't fucking know-- gift cards will rock her world though.
And Ashley... Ashley reads this, so it's kind of hard to ruminate on what she might like. She missed out on the DJ Hero game, but everyone I know said it wasn't even worth advertising... I don't really want to get her something that sucks.. She might just appreciate my not buying any more big ass fish tanks. She may also appreciate my getting rid of this impulse to adopt pets. Like this little electric blue lobster I've been babysitting for two weeks...
Yea... He's going into the tank at high noon tomorrow if its parent doesn't pick it up. And, believe, he will no longer be called 'Monkey'.
Ain't That America XXVIII
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