how much i would have paid to meet you

i have a soft spot for saturdays, soft pop songs, mixed nuts, forever 21. and regarding forever 21, man, i'm really a sucker. so many great patterns, color combinations...so many great DRESSES. they make me weak. that's retarded even to write, and for that i apologize. it's only when i'm in forever 21 that i feel a tinge of symptoms in common with shopping addicts. yes, really. and no, it's not cause for alarm, but it does worry me a bit. i would also like to point out that the designers over at camp forever 21 seem to have moseyed on over to american apparel for some length of time because there are many commonalities. coincidence? doubt it!

so like i've mentioned previously, i'm not eating sweets or meat for the month of march, and uhmm, it's kinda fucking hard! i could commit to and maintain veganism for a year easier than giving up sweets. it's the cravings. fucking CRAVINGS. am i seriously addicted to refined sugar? chocolate. ice cream. hot tamales. sour patch kids. oreos. chocolate chip cookies. cheesecake. this is painful, dreadful. there are moments i feel nearly homocidal. fresh and dried fruit, with their dearth of refined sugar or cocoa, they don't really cut it. i am decidedly absolutely living in a state of dissatisfacation and at-moments-unhappiness. i hope the cravings, as with any addiction, will wane.

a happier subject is going to chicago next week. lindsay hasn't been there since she was young, and i'm so excited to show her around because she's going to ADORE it. hopefully she won't develop a chicago addiction like me, but i think that will be difficult. record stores, bookstores, great places to eat, thunderbirds are now! show on thursday, belle & sebastian and then bound stems on friday. having things to look forward to is almost priceless, and i'm so lucky to have many.