dear lauren,

just because you have a job doesn't mean you have an expendable income. just because you are upset with someone/something in your life doesn't mean you should go to the mall and buy anything and everything you see. even if it is the cutest dress on the planet that was entirely made for you, you need to face the fact that you can't fix the broken zipper and it is not worth $34 even though with tights and oxford heels the outfit would be straight out of vogue. you have to remember that while clothes are very important, you have an entire closet full of them at home, and expenses like gas and food should come first. you should not spend $80 on hair supplies you don't need. the rush from blowing an entire paycheck at victoria's secret is (unfortunately) not going to last, neither is the adrenaline from spending enough money for three tanks of gas on a pair of skating shoes you may wear but will never (ever) use to skate.

unfortunately for my bank account, i am now done with my nannying job while the girls are in europe. which in another way can be good news because i was going slightly insane. a few nights ago, i had a dream about zhu zhu pets, you know, the little mechanical hamsters that parents who don't want to deal with real animals buy their kids. i was in a giant auditorium celebrating some kind of graduation where everyone received zhu zhus as a gift, except mine was huge and extremely evil. then of course i had to win the admiration of raymond, the lifeguard from aquamarine that is like 10 years older than everyone else in the movie. apparently he didn't like my evil zhu zhu pet, but could you blame him? those things are kind of creepy anyway. i guess i probably spent the rest of the dream waiting for him to shake his hair, flex, then stretch to show he liked me, but i'm sure he'd be like the boy you follow around all through middle or high school and then he finally ends up being a tool. ouch. time for more shopping?

cheers,

lauren