Ah, Retail Therapy

I truly do believe that shopping is therapeutic...unless you're a chronic spender, then not so much. I, on the other hand, suffer from a very different kind of disease that was passed on to me through my mother: need-a-sale-itis. I can only buy an article of clothing, or piece of jewelry, if it is on sale. I can not pay full price for anything! Today, I got some rad deals y'all. *Does a happy dance*

Plus, I got to spend time with one of my best, longtime pals! Retail therapy is really the only therapy that is actually enjoyable when you do it with other people. Otherwise, it just feels awkward. I speak from personal experience.

The only downside: we live in a nowhere town! Like the kind of town that you have to describe its location by telling people how close it is to other towns, but the closest town that they have actually heard of is over two hours away. Ya, we live in that town. You think our mall is cool? Dude, stoners and homeless people won't even hang out at our mall. You can actually be the only customer in a large department store on a Saturday. I'm not even exaggerating about that part.

So, anyways, this post is pretty much ending with a rant to retailers everywhere that will go unheard for obvious reasons. We need better stores in our mall. It won't happen because we're a poor small town - a dying breed. End of story.

Sorry that this post was sort of useless. Just needed to vent my retail joys and frustrations. I wonder if bicycle glasses will help....


Well, it certainly didn't hurt.