Banned!

Officially on a self imposed shopping ban until July 15, 2010.

I hereby request that you do not allow me to make any purchases whatsoever!

Saturday Night Saga

Why is it that when Saturday night hits, there is an expectation that an outing must take place?

Well screw convention and the norm. I refuse to succumb to the social dogma of what is perceived to be the night of drinking and chaos!

I don't want to go out for drinks with you.
I don't want to go out clubbing with you.
I don't want to go bar hopping with you.
I don't want to grab a bite to eat with you.
I don't want to see you.
I don't want to hang out.

I am quite content with my bottle of Pinot and Wolverine on the box.

Your Saturday just might be my Thursday. In other words - PISS OFF!

Fuck You Mimco!

Oh how I fell in love. It was infatuation at first glance. Electric Blue - so sexy! Divine you were. Three tones of electric blue and a slither of suede amidst the leather. You consumed my entire being. I just had to have you!!!

$229 later and mine you were. I admired you for days - my newly prized obsession.

Weeks passed and you continued to linger on my mind until at last the moment arrived when I was ready to show you to the world. What a show you gave, leaving admirers every step you took - breathtaking, seductive, alluring.

What went wrong? Why did you betray me in such a way? How could things turn so sour within a matter of hours? I loved you. I desired you. What did you show me in return? Hate and ridicule thrown my way. You deceived me. You ripped a piece of my skin and left your mark.

48 hours have passed and the pain still remains. Yes, you really did leave your mark. Love has turned into disgust!

Fuck You Mimco! Fuck your electric blue flat shoes too!