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Thrift Scoring

So I took what was left of the money Mom gave me to buy clothes with and went thrifting again. I went to what is now called something like Stepping Up but used to be Saint Benedict's. They have some of the grooviest stuff there imaginable. I snagged some pants and dresses for the set price of four dollars and fifty cents each. From there, I went to my local grocery store and stocked up on tights and hose, since the stuff I have is all snaggified. Some of the tights cost more than the outfits. But they're new, so I don't complain. Unfortunately, I lost my favorite pair of sunglasses somewhere along the way, so I made my way to a dollar store and racked up a few sunglasses to hide in the car and splurged on some glittery makeup while I was at it. Also went to a nearby clothing store and found a fun dress on the clearance rack which only set me back about seven bucks. For somebody who claims to hate shopping, I had an awfully good time. I went home and tried on my new (well, new to me, anyway) clothes and found they fit me quite nicely. (The downside of thrifting is a lack of changing rooms, so you have to master the art of holding things up to your body and gauging how they'll fit from that.) There is something immensely satisfying in seeing yourself in a smashing outfit and knowing it set you back less than ten bucks. So now I've got LOTS of clothes to last me for a while. Now I'll have to find something else to do with my afternoons.

I've got an interview tomorrow with, um, some company that actually called back. (You send out a zillion resumes, it's hard to keep track of where they went.) I have no idea if it's a one-on-one interview or a cattle call, but I'll find out. I've got a nice nine-dollar suit picked out for the occasion.