Half-right, perhaps, but only half.

"He's selfish," said the priest. "Don't marry him."

But they've been married for thirty-two years now.

Natick Mall trip

So after tossing out my second pair of jeans this summer, I realize I'm down to only five wearable pairs, only three of which are undamaged. The first ones to go were stretched out too much by letting Alex d'Anjou try them on (God, don't ask) and the second ones got torn in so many places, and a few indecent ones at that (again, don't ask) that I tore them off myself in shreds and threw them in the garbage. Five pairs of jeans may not seem like all that few, but I don't really wear anything but jeans, ever-- my one pair of khakis is for dressing up, the camo don't match anything. I really need to get a few more so as to not wear them all out through constant washing. I'm thinking of taking a trip this Sunday out to the Natick Mall, or possibly Burlington, to visit Lucky Brand Jeans and fork over a few chunks of change. They're quite expensive, but they actually have size zeros that fit me in the leg, so I'm willing to pay extra for attractive, comfortable jeans that are actually going to last. I might, if I feel like blowing even more money, get my hair cut while I'm there. I'm not sure if it's grown out too much and gotten heavy, or if the new shampoo I've been using just  doesn't work as well, but it's seemed awfully flat lately, and doesn't want to comb out. I may need to change shampoos regardless; the Lush stuff I've been trying just doesn't seem to be as effective a volumizer as the stuff I'd used before, nor do I enjoy the texture of the big granules as much as the smoother kind. I don't think I'll be buying any more Lush products; that was recommended to me as the appropriate stuff for volumizing hair and I don't really liked how it worked, and I don't feel like buying more expensive stuff if the cheaper, mass-produced kind works better.

I ramble about trivial things because my life is so busy and occupied that thinking about the unimportant relaxes me.

I just spent five minutes trying to figure out who it was in the window, only to realize that it was my reflection there.