"Vroom"

T he world is quite nice today. This will all change, I imagine, when I try these new 2min noodles... I am afraid of their 5 sachet-ness, but at least they don't make sounds like a hundred screaming dementors. Damn Grand Prix.

I am about to go up to the shoe shop, where I found my most recent Mary-Janes, and swap them for something that, you know, FITS. I don't know what compelled me to buy them in the first place, except that I needed new shoes for work, I was sick of traipsing in 35 degree heat and I wanted it to be over and done with. Of course, Im afraid that it has more to do with the attendants being helpful and kind, and me not having to balls to admit that they just didn't have anything I wanted (that fit). So I bought these nice looking black things, and then tried them on at home, and realised that breaking them in would be far too painful to endure, and I should take them back and swap them for the less nice looking ones that actually fit, and get over my need for cute shoes.

I wish I had it in me to stick up for myself a bit more, in those sorts of shopping situations, but I may as well be wishing for a unicorn.

Shit. Note to self: NO NOODLES OVER THE COMPUTER...