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( Sep. 13th, 2006 10:48 am)
My coworker thinks that my love of shoes is a feminine quality. I don't know about that, but I do know that the wedding Sigurd is tempting, lack of nuptuals notwithstanding.

What I really want, at least at this very second, are these:pictures of sexy shoes )
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( Oct. 24th, 2005 07:52 pm)
Apparently, if I drink beer and then look at fetish boots on the internet (like these), it will not help feelings of sexual frustration. Imagine that.

Relatedly, I really want this hat, but lids is apparently showing it on their website purely to torture me, not in fact so that I may purchase it. While this hat does not inspire the same sort of hormonal yearning as the boots, I think that if I were to wear it, I would feel like I had a bad-ass soundtrack every time I walked around in it. And that's pretty cool.

Someone, please stop me from spending my money. Oh yes, that would be citibank, with their silly "credit limit." Right.

EDIT: Why am I such a clothing whore? Also, why can I not stop eating the fancy french chocolates sitting next to my computer? Perhaps because they are fancy, french and chocolate, and sitting next to my computer.


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