Oh, God, No

Oh, God, No

Today I have exactly two semi-free hours, with Mali as my only sidekick, in which to find the perfect cocktail dress for my 20th high school reunion. Which is next weekend.

I hate shopping. And not just because my ass is a lot bigger than it was twenty years ago; so is everyone else's except Dee's (bitch), my date Kat's (bitch), and Gwen Stefani's (who as you may know has put a lot of effort into making sure her ass is several sizes smaller than it was when she and Dee worked at Dairy Queen). I actually think I look good and that it's all about attitude anyhow. No, I just really hate shopping. Hopefully I won't lost my temper and patience before I find that magic frock.

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