Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Self-medicating at the mall

Current mood: creative
So, I have this termial disease. It's called shopping. Actually, I think it's genetic and was passed down from my parents. In any case, I have it and it was in full force today. It doesn't help that I live within walking distance from the largest mall in NYC. I'm convinced the mall has a homing beacon for all of us who are infected. I found myself strolling out the front door to take a peaceful walk around the block and before I knew it I'm walking through shiny glass doors into the cavernous corridor of a glorious retail palace. Since I'm not raking in the cash right now I really didn't spend that much. In fact, I was quite the bargain shopper. Instead of buying a bunch of overpriced items, I sauntered from store to store taking in all the latest fads and then proceeded to buy materials to recreate what I saw on my own. New projects...yea! I'm convinced I can make anything out there for less money and with more of my personal flare. Okay, maybe not jeans, but I'll tackle that next year.

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