All things atrocious and shameless flock from all parts to Rome.

I’ve recently discovered the awesomeness of brooches. Yes, I know. But I wore one today – the only one I own – and it made me look like I actually made an effort this morning rather than just throwing on a cardigan and calling it good.

But, as I said, I only own one brooch. This makes me sad. So, since my birthday is coming up and I know all of you want to shower me with gifts (right?), I’ll just direct you over to these fine offerings on Etsy.

Ahem.

In other news, my glasses finally shipped today. I was hoping to get them before the weekend, but since Zenni took their sweet time (they’ve been sitting in “manufactured” status since Friday), I suppose they won’t arrive until Monday or so. I am impatient. I still have to order sunglasses, though I don’t know when I’ll get around to it. Sometime in the next few weeks I suppose.

This weekend is Finally Pay The Taxes weekend. I’ll probably have to get drunk to get through it. Everything’s ready to go, I just have to pull the stupid trigger. Goodbye, $540.  Although Darren and I had a long discussion about finances over the weekend and I think we’ve finally come up with a solution that will see real results in a time frame I’m happy with. Paying off debt is for winners! And as far as the taxes go, I’ve changed my withholding already so we shouldn’t run into this problem next year. Blah blah blah.

I was about to start a new tangent about my recent obsession with danish modern furniture, but perhaps that will have to wait. Or maybe I’ll just leave it at that.

I want this chair.

That is all.

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