A Really Exhausting Day (Obviously)

My internet is being a fucking bitch. And not in a good way, not in a way where I'm all, "That's my bitch," and point with a jaunty thumb backwards at my listless follower. More like, my internet is taking ages to load the latest episode of Pretty Little Liars. I'm watching two minute sections at a time then I have to wait for more to load.

It's exhausting especially since I so desperately want to know WHAT ALI'S BROTHER (HOT JASON, not the fuggo one from before) IS DOING BACK IN ROSEWOOD, WHY DOES JENNA PLAY THE FLUTE AND THE PIANO, WHY DO I FIND CALEB SO UN-HOT WHEN HE IS EXACTLY MY TYPE (spicy with longish hair) AND MANY OTHER POIGNANT AND LIFE-ALTERING QUESTIONS.

I bought two pairs of flats ($5 har har) from OK-Mart this morning. I'd been waiting for them to go on special (because full price $12 flats from OK-Mart is NOT OK at all, I must wait for them to be the price that I've probably lost in 5c coins this year alone... and it's only the 10th of February) and finally they were. Except I tried them on for the first time today and the front part is too short so I'm showing some fairly major toe-cleavage but I bought them anyway. The sales lady was apparently trying to convince me to buy them (I don't know why, it's not like she gets commission for $5 flats or anything. Mate, did I spell commission right? Fuck this) and when I expressed my dislike of increasingly evident toe cleavage, she said that's exactly what her daughter said! But then she said they looked good on me ($5 flats will do that, you know).

Later, I was in the next aisle (looking at $8 flats. I know, big spender and all) and heard her trying to convince this other lady to buy the same $5 flats. THE GALL, I tell you. Absolutely appalled at her deceipt and heinous behaviour. NOT OK-Mart at all.

I also bought more clippy hangers from the Reject Shop (FUCK MY LIFE, it's like all I do is scrape the barrel shopping-wise. Next, I'll be going through people's dumpsters, looking for their discarded underwear with the stretched-out elastic and suspicious stains... Which reminds me, we should all look through Bakers' Delight dumpsters because they throw away so much good bread even after the employees take home whatever they want and they give tonnes away to local charities) and black elastic to fix my "skater dress."

Said skater dress has very short shoulder seams (I don't know if that's the right description but it makes me sound in the know) so they always slide of my shoulders (which could be very sexy but it just makes it look like my dress is physically incapable of encompassing my profoundly disfigured man shoulders). So I used my newly bought black elastic ($1.78 from Big-W) to attach the back bits. PROBLEM MOTHERFUCKING SOLVERED.

Fixing my "skater dress" got me thinking... what is a skater dress? Is it a description created specially by Factorie (where I purchased said "skater dress" a few weeks ago) to describe this type of dress? Or is it a universally recognized name? After extensive research, I have concluded... it IS a universally recognized name (for those in the know such as myself) but I can't decide whether the "skater" part refers to skater-skaters (like... "fully sick, mate" type skaters with skater shoes and dungarees out the wazoo) or figure skaters (with nipped in waists and floaty skirts which is basically what a skater dress is).

HELP ME, OBI-WAN KENOBI, YOU'RE MY ONLY HOPE (in figuring out what type of skater "skater dresses" refer to).

J