History Repeats Itself

FRIENDS, Season 5, Episode 5 (currently up on the WB website)



Compared to...2010, Madewell:



I always was a Rachel.

I Don't Have Asthma...

but I may need an inhaler. Or something to regulate my breathing sometimes.

An oxygen tank, perhaps? Where does one go to procure something like that, hypothetically?

Mystical Horses

This shirt. Is real. The 6-year-old Tina, whose favorite colors were pink, purple, and silver, natch, is about to pee herself, that's how badly she wants to wear this shirt.



And the name of the shirt is just so obvious and genius at the same time: "Mystical Horses." The only thing that would have made it better is the addition of a horn on each of the horses, and changing the name to "Mythical Horses." Also, maybe a Lisa Frank dolphin in the background. $88?

Here, just take my money! Give this to meeeeee!

Trey Songz

I like this song.

Trey Songz - Can't Be Friends


Listening to this and a lot of Keisha Cole. I'm such a chipper person these days.

Ugly Truth

I've been so depressed the last few days that I've gone and gained 5lbs. FIVE. In less than that many days! I'm so full of depression that today, when my mom was joking that by the time she was my age, she was married and on her way to being said mom, I instantly burst into tears and ran to my bed.

FIVE POUNDS. And here I am, eating out of a gallon container of Blue Bell Southern Hospitality.

My mom thinks I'm crazy. Whatever, I need more ice cream.

Innuendo?

Still.

Good Night.

One Week!

And all I've bought are a set of $4.99/ea drapes for my room from Target. Ten bucks, y'all! God Bless America.

Shopping Diet?

The phrase has come and gone in my vocabulary, and every few months, I decide to scale down and calm down on the spending and needless buying. But then, a new season rolls around, and suddenly I NEED that jacket, and I NEED that cute dress, and I NEED those shoes. Is there a rehab for shopping addicts? Because there should be.

It's finally hit me, and hard, though; I have no money. None. Loan payments still happen every month, and my job prospects are still bleak. Am I thankful I have a roof over my head and food to eat? Of course. Is it pretty much easy living and comfortable at home with the mama and papa, you betchurass. But am I living within my means? ...Sadly, not. And it's well past the time for that.

So, I'm packing up some precious items to sell, REALLY cleaning out and organizing my closet this time, have a small budget for 2-3 more purchases lined up, and then I'm quitting. No, seriously. Is there an app for this? Or at least a patch? Can I please just find a real job, and then this won't be necessary?!

F**k You

It's so catchy! Makes me want to dance.