I has been frequenting the thrift stores lately because they have been awsome. Scoring me some awsome clothes. Yea baby! I will has that waistcoat, thank you very much. It's not a vest! Fuck you all. I look awsome ( Read more... )

As in you are a walking billboard for Hollister or Old Navy or Converse or whatever the HOT brand of right now is. Your body is enblazoned with the logo of a company. You are wearing a Label. Capital 'L'.

I see it in my 8-year-old niece every time she gets a gift and what's the first thing she does? Looks at the label. Who made it? If it does not ( Read more... )

The DC sniper is dead. Can't say that I'm sorry he's been executed. Pity it can't bring back his victims.

Bought lots more socks and stockings from Target. There was sales. Mmmmm... knee-high goodness.

My best friend is going under for gastic bybass surgery tomorrow. I worry.

Dark chocolate pudding with cherries it is is THE AWSOME.

Putting on one of ( Read more... )

Friday I also stopped at a yard sale. Lots of glassware and old tools. There was a great old style croquet set there. It's really beat up, one of the end stakes has tape around it, the paint is flaking horrible and two balls are missing. But I *LOVE*. There's no price. Damn. I ask. How much? They says... Oh... $5 ( Read more... )