my day of wallowing in my self-induced misery yesterday caused me to seek some serious retail therapy, and, oddly, it was quite disappointing. helpful hint: when depressed, do not, under any circumstances, try on swimsuits. it's just not a good idea.
the one bright spot was finding these items at target (the target that i have to drive 70 miles roundtrip to get to). the first is an ice cream scoop:
and the second is a bottle opener:
and, again, i am left thinking, why the hell doesn't somebody invent beer-injected ice cream??
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