Somewhere in between Gerard Butler sweeping me off my feet and a large, pink(vicious I might add) hippopotamus chasing me through the halls I was forcefully awoken out of dream world by what sounded like a construction zone outside my door. I sprung up from my very comfy bed...hitting my head on the useless bed above me(my roommate flunked out last semester and they refuse to take it out) and went to the door to make sure the apocalypse wasn't underway. To my relief it was only three plumbers...who were more than surprised to see me in my boxers and tshirt with hair that only Gaga could appreciate. My short lived relief quickly morphed into nothing short of pissiness when I looked at the clock to see it was only 7:30..in the AM that is...and I didn't have to be anywhere looking presentable for another six hours. Not being able to go back to sleep I did what I always do..turned on HGTV and fired up the good ole' MacBook to do some online shopping. I have been eyeing this pair of shorts that I need(well...need is a relative term) for about 2 weeks and decided that I would buy myself a much needed present for being so rudely awoken this morning.
Not all of you know this...but I hate to shop...hate hate hate...I love clothes...and I like to look at them online from the comfort of my own sweatpants...but the trying on part really burns my biscuits. It's much more satisfying to picture them fitting perfectly in my mind than to see that they really don't in the dressing room mirror...anywho...I told myself that today would be different...my love and need for the shorts could surpass any past experiences and would fit me perfectly.
Did they? Am I sitting here blogging in my perfectly fitting new shorts? Nope. You know why? Because clothes are stupid and they looked quite possibly the opposite of what I pictured in my mind. I am beyond disappointed...and sleepy for that matter...because plumbers are stupid too.
Hopefully Spring Break Day #2 will be much better...we're heading to Memphis...woo.
I'm signing off Super Fans...I need to dedicate time to inventing a virtual form of myself to try on the virtual clothes that I fall in love with to save a trip to the stupid mall.
Over and Out,
B
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