shopping euphoria

Today I spent a lot of money on a handbag.

For those who don't know me: I haven't worn a handbag for the last 1 1/2 years. In order to protect my back (which I did in four years ago) and because it does away with fiddliness and having to remember not to leave it behind somewhere, I have been wearing my ( urban utility belt )

But since I've started to look elegant, with the help of Missus Smartypants (a Flylady offshoot), I thought I needed something more stylish. So I've been walking through all the shops but I'm not used to the world of handbags and I didn't like anything.

Until today.

When I discovered ( The Bridge medium shoulder bag )

I got some 'leather food' to rub into the bag every three months, and I am to spray it with Scotchguard, and how exciting! I have a beautiful classic Italian handbag! The leather is a gorgeous tan called 'cognac'; it smells very nice; and I love the way the bag is both elegant and rustic and very sturdy and well-made, and the way you can hold it under your armpit or in the crook of your elbow or just hold it by the handles.

Now I am nervous about losing it or having it stolen or leaving it behind in a public loo! The thing about the utility belt is: it's not the world's most stylish solution but it is totally safe. You clip it on and never have to think about it for the rest of the day. I'm having to re-learn bag-craft and get into the slightly anxious mindset of the Bag Owner.

Also, am still in a state of high excitement about going to Stanford. It is possible that the Bag Buying extravaganza was a not-so-sublimated expression of this state of high excitement.

In these times of economic crunch one never knows whether it is foolish to spend money or one's duty as a capitalist citizen.

planet zorg

That's clearly where I've been living 'cos kerfuffles have come and gone or are possibly still here and I never knew nought about it. It's all about racism in sci fi and fantasy, if you read that sort of genre.

But I have learned some new words:

Blogwhoring. I have no idea what it means but it is, apparently, a Thing That One Can Do.

Orcing. I had no idea this could be a verb but it is, apparently. I'm so glad to see echoes of my former fandom flit through the ether.

tl;dr. This means, apparently, 'too long didn't read'. What with the semi-colon being my favourite punctuation mark, I cannot help but admire this little semi-colonial touch.

POC. I live in the UK and now am scared to move to the US as I clearly know none of the requisite acronyms. This (to fellow non-American clue-lessnessers) means 'people or person of colour'.

Oh, and badgermonkey sent me Wainthropp txt today! *is ecstatic*

Remember txt-slash????

ETA: And now people are being outed??! wtf.