I went, I shopped, I conquered the urge to buy a helluva lot more. And, dear god, B tells me there is another, similar shop, in the old town somewhere. I wonder if that one has a PVC and metal-plated bikini too. But anyway, I managed to restrain myself and only got a couple of tops. Decided against one cos the slogan wasn’t really the kind of thing I could wear to work, even here. Might go back and get it when I have money to buy not-for-work clothes.
I want, I want, I want….. well, lots of things. But right now I want my brain to settle on a design for my fic site. Something purty but simple….. Having troubles. Bleh.
Found more journals to read…. bottom two links down on the right are they. :-)