Help, I'm having a Fluevog problem and I'm pretty sure it's
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You know that part in Tori Amos's cover of "Happiness Is a Warm Gun" that's just a minute of her moaning "I need--" over and over again?

I'm feeling that way about a couple pairs of shoes. Largely these babies, which are both available in my size and on sale, AT LAST, but also these and these (and these) (okay, and these). Dammit. Someone tell my ( Read more... )

It's all going to be okay, though, because I have no choice but to make it work.

But I still can't start making any phone calls just yet, because businesses and the City of Evanston are only just getting to the office (if they're on-time people, which I am not) -- so! Some links for you all this morning?

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Not to say this is a surprise or anything, but all this homework, grad school, what the fuck.

In better news, I achieved new Doc Martens this week -- they look even better once they've been oiled up (Wonder Balsam-I just love the sound of it!). I also introduced a few folks from my cohort to the Cook County Social Club; Improvised Shakespeare to ( Read more... )

Long live my Cab Calloway shoes. I've spent this week tramping three or more miles every day, between walking to and from train stations and running around campus and the Loop, and I'd been noticing my shoes weren't quite up to snuff. I switched among a couple -- Chucks, boots (the sole is coming off at the toe, FIE) and the aforementioned Docs. My ( Read more... )

In between my need to apply to graduate school, write fic, cry about how Rawles and Mem are not hanging out with me anymore (alas, transit!) and finish downloading the season finale of Korra, I'm debating a very important point. See, today I discovered Worishofer sandals. My feet have been hurting for a couple of weeks now, but I have no acceptable ( Read more... )

"I just really can't get over that," said the store manager as she rang me up. "I honestly think that is the nicest thing I've ever heard of ( Read more... )

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Went into the Clark-Belmont-Halsted-Barry triangle discount building after work looking for wooly socks and a cheap yoga mat.

Left with socks, yoga mat, new pillow and these:


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Don't mind me, I just... really want a pair of WWI-era-style boots. /o\

( Frye, why do you do this to me? You're nearly as bad as Fluevog. )