After exam on tuesday I went to Ikea, and spent about 3/4 of an hour too long in there. You know, that saturation in your head that makes you want to get out of there NOW by the time you get to lights. Clive Owen could be standing there between vases and plants and making flirty eyes at me, handing me a Pretty Thing (Those herb-groing thingies for example) and I would not notice, my eyes fixed on the exit like it was the last piece of chocolate in the world.
As these things go, now that I can, I have zero lust for shopping. Also is the fact that I have to study, but that should tell you something about how little I want to go shopping: I'd rather study. I have no problem NOT ordering anything from Amazon...Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary. I am starting to resemble my cat more and more. Luckily the winter sales here are neverending, or at least until end of February, some even lasts until the beginning of March.
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