Heh, heh, heh.... I think I've gotten another friend interested in starting an
online journal. I'm hoping she does, because she's embarking on some major changes
and I'd like to keep track of how it all goes. This will be the first person I
know IRL that I've gotten to start writing, though I think I was one factor for a
couple of list friends to start. I feel like a pusher ;-)
Which is
only fair, because yesterday left me feeling like an addict, with shopping as my
drug-of-choice. I was contemplating going to the swanky mall to buy yet another
pair of shoes (no, I'm not that bad; I'd have returned one of the pairs I'd
gotten the previous day). I decided not to do that but then promptly went and
spent way too much on fancy hair gunk and nail polish. Did I say I needed to stop
spending so much? Oops. Someone please tell me if it's even possible to spend
$44 in a beauty supply store on completely unneeded items without being a Bad
Person.
Hell. Planned Parenthood could provide all kinds of services
for an at-risk kid for that kind of money. Habitat for Humanity could probably
build an entire room in a house for that much (well, ok, maybe a wall). Maybe I
need a list of what really useful things different amounts of money can buy to
take with me when I get the urge to shop. Or stick to online and catalog shopping,
where I tend to ponder more and binge less.
I do have an odd sense of
priorities, though. After that shopping I took Rudder out to dinner and a fancy
steak place, in a very belated celebration of my first paycheck here, and spent
twice as much. And that doesn't bother me one bit.