one APB and one side note.

the recent events do nothing but further my argument for science folks to develop human velcro. in the last few weeks i have not lost one, but two crucial accesories of mine. in the wake of this, i feel i have to put out an apb (which, apparently stands for All Points Bulletin and not Amanda's Personal Belongings...go figure.) anywho. i lost not only my muffy-rehab sunglasses, but my kickass librarian spectacles. and...to make matters worse, i can't justify spending money on the same style at urban outfitters, when there's a glimmer of hope that they might come home AND the not so reputable place where i bought my frames no longer carries them. yikes.

so here are some visuals in case you forgot (or need pictures to understand my plight.)

exhibit a.) muffy-rehab glasses I, which met their unfriendly demise under a box of olives while in my bag on the way to a beach in france. (they're dead ringers for mrg II)


sad. i know.

exhibit b.) the librarian spectacles seen at a happier time...the spring when i took the nerdtastic picture for the sidebar of this blog. because nothing's nerdier than cateye glasses with rhinestone and a nametag.



and finally...exhibit c.) the new pair of brown sunglasses i had to buy on saturday, because i don't wear black enough to warrant wearing my black sunglasses all the time and not only was i tired of squinting while driving and wearing navy blue, i was also tired of forgetting to take off said black sunglasses when i got out of the car, as to not be the dinkus wearing the navy shirt with the black sunglasses (trust me. it's an issue.)



yeah. they're a little too rehab for my taste. those definitely say "i drink stoli on the rocks at the country club...thank god i don't drive home".

and yes, i'm pouting.

however, there is a ray of sunshine. i went to target to buy the new crappy sunglasses on saturday, because target is only my second favorite place on earth and i needed a pick me up. once i got my sunglasses, notecards and eyelash comb, i realized that they had a new display... the halloween candy section.

five aisles of candy. all for halloween.

just another reason why i like fall. not because i like candy, nor am i particularly fond of halloween. i just love the smell of that one part of target during that one time of year. it's the smell of plastic and chocolate all rolled into one. aaaah. it makes me think of halloween, which makes me think of cold weather, which makes me think of my new jacket...aaaah. (see, i even provided the thought train this time. so considerate, i know.)

and before i forget...the midge is 18 today (techinically yesterday, but i started writing this at 11:45, so who cares.)




this almost sums up our relationship. except she has teeth now and cooler hair than me. but she old now...which in turn makes me feel old. ew. point being, happy birthday kit!

i must go... for the clean sweatshirt i just put on smells like...a jimmy john's #5?. this concerns me greatly.

g'night.