I'm so not liable for any of this.
Picture this: round-toe tan Steve Madden pumps, REALLY CHEAP price. They were perfect. They even had a little light blue button, and they were mine...for two hours.
Mom is returning them to the store, because I said something I probably shouldn't have said. Well, worse things could happen in the world, in the long run shoes aren't that important.
But guess what? We're going to City Limits. That makes everything super, right, because everything is covered in cheese and salt and crap, and it's going to clog my arteries and whatnot and give me a heart attack when I'm 46. Whatever.
Oh, but at least I saw Fahrenheit 9/11, which totally put everything into perspective, and now I think that of course this is all totally petty, but still annoying, and if I can't rant about how annoyed I am on my livejournal, where can I?
Mom is returning them to the store, because I said something I probably shouldn't have said. Well, worse things could happen in the world, in the long run shoes aren't that important.
But guess what? We're going to City Limits. That makes everything super, right, because everything is covered in cheese and salt and crap, and it's going to clog my arteries and whatnot and give me a heart attack when I'm 46. Whatever.
Oh, but at least I saw Fahrenheit 9/11, which totally put everything into perspective, and now I think that of course this is all totally petty, but still annoying, and if I can't rant about how annoyed I am on my livejournal, where can I?