Ranting

Dammit, I've been thinking about my credit card bill. It's been outta control ever since I got this shitty retail job and I started buying things I don't need. I mean, I used to have serious standards! I tried hard NOT to be a mindless consumer. But I think coming back to America and getting myself going has been so scary to me at times, that I just bought stuff to make myself feel better. And especially while working with such image-conscious gals, it just seemed like the thing to do a lot of the time. So coming home tonight I piled up over $300 worth of stuff THAT STILL HAS THEIR TAGS ON THEM and is completely unused, and I'm returning it all. That's right folks, this is anal expulsivism at its finest. But it'll clear my conscience and work my credit card bill down to a nice respectable amount able to be paid off by the time we get the republicans out of the White House.

Fuck middle America!
Fuck complacency!
And do the James Brown, dammit!