psychicgoldfish

I am going shopping next weekend, I think. (this happens very rarely, being that I live 2 hours from the nearest mall) Yeah. I totally dig my nympho-amish lifestyle.

SHOPPING LIST:
~Digicam (i was just about to shoot an SG hopefuls set when the old one broke)
~Fabrics (halter tops, sundresses, and boning for a corset and possibly some stuff to make a cloak- for elegant occasion. shut up! sewing is hardcore!)
~1-piece swimsuit (sick of the old ladies casting me hateful glances when i go to do laps in the string bikini)
~cute hair dealies (i just took the scissors to it, so i get to go with cutesy clips for now)
~bulk supply granola bars and juice boxes
~file keeping, office supply shit
~clearance rack sweaters/sweatshirts. When you live in Maine, you can never really have enough GAP turtlenecks...
~as many athletic socks as I can get my greedy, little, sock-loving feet into.
~2 nalgene bottles
~new fuzzy slippers. (the ones i have are looking a tad sorry these days... like a mud wrestling muppet)
~etc. (probably will do a bull moose records and thrift store run as well...)

In other news, I am watching the Oscars. Liv Tyler is such a magnificent creature. It's hard to concieve that she is related to Steve.

While I am in another town, I will get my film developed, too. I can't do it here- my friends roomate kidnapped it and photographed his balls. I can't go to the one picture developing place in town and give that film to the person... who I know! Within 5 minutes, crazy small town rumors will be flying. Joy. Or maybe I will just trash that roll of film. Such a quandry!

I made cupcakes and studied for midterms today. I am awesome!