Since the modernization of retail by way of online shopping, I’ve found little joy or purpose in visiting a mall unless there is the occasional grand opening of a store which involves fried finger foods and a champagne fountain. In fact, I hate shopping. I’ve abandoned many a friend at the mall because I hate shopping so much. I like clothes. I like fashion. I don’t like applying the latter to my every day life because I’m lazy. But I do like to look.
I have a healthy appreciation for the study of (bad) human behavior.
This is a compilation of observations of a lifetime of observing barn animals disguised as humans. Also, frank and sometimes humiliating observations on the work in progress that is my life.
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