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Nov. 28th, 2005 12:54 amIt's 51 degrees outside and I am fr-fr-fr-freeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzzziiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg. This effectively rules out University of Minnesota for grad school. No really. I've been ruined by being born and raised in California--why leave when it will only lead to discomfort and extra layers of clothing? Brrr.
I'm at work. On a Sunday. There's not much to recommend it.
I uncovered a fresh new hell this morning--I went to the mall on the post-Thanksgiving weekend. To say the least, it was a mistake. I'm scarred and unsure that I will ever walk those halls of commerce with the same confidence. The aggressive marketing is what scares me the most--the perfume girls running after you with samples, the Sephora ladies poised with information and lip gloss wands, and the scary woman at the Hair Kiosk who came at me with a straightening iron. Eeep! All I need was a pair of thigh-highs and some shoes and instead I got Christmas in America. Lord help us all.
I'm at work. On a Sunday. There's not much to recommend it.
I uncovered a fresh new hell this morning--I went to the mall on the post-Thanksgiving weekend. To say the least, it was a mistake. I'm scarred and unsure that I will ever walk those halls of commerce with the same confidence. The aggressive marketing is what scares me the most--the perfume girls running after you with samples, the Sephora ladies poised with information and lip gloss wands, and the scary woman at the Hair Kiosk who came at me with a straightening iron. Eeep! All I need was a pair of thigh-highs and some shoes and instead I got Christmas in America. Lord help us all.
