SundayShopping.

All right, (which I totally know how to spell now thanks to tedious English lessons) in the last post I explained how I was going to go and get myself a new bag today. I did, I went outside heading for the u-bahn walking past a woman in her window smoking and looking at me like I was an idiot. Anyway, I came to Marienplatz dodging all the singing football supporters and walking towards the shops. It took me about half a second until I realized that they were closed. Today. I freak a bit because I really wanted to get the bag today, really! So I walk around a bit until I decide to go home again. I take the u-bahn home and as I get up to the streets I see that woman again, the one smoking in her window. Now sniggering at me. I would too; I was gone max. 12 minutes. This made me angry. I know that God rested on the seventh day and so should the working people as well, but, what if I didn't get that Longchamp bag today I would die? That could be the case. I walked past the woman and went and bought myself a chocolate bar to cheer me up. I mean, I was desperate. I came home, logged on to facebook with two wall posts from Kellie and Sheridan asking me why I should shop today when all the shops are closed. Clearly I don't know the town yet.
So now I'm sitting here again. Wondering If I should continue cramming Homeostasis terms or if I should just not do that. Ah, well I don't want to occupy your time anymore.
/Klara


ps. The image is from the Gucci Cruise collection 08.
Really the most wonderful thing ever. As is the bag to the right on
the picture. You know, just give me it please.