Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Why god WHY

What in the hell possessed me to go to Target? I should have turned back when I realized there were no shopping carts to be found. I'm writing this entry from the fetal position, trying to wipe the memory from my mind. Does sewing in a purse lining and adding handles count as stuff left to do before Christmas? I have to weave in some ends too. But that's it. Seriously.