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I'd do nothing but reading if I could (ok, maybe eat some great food, buy some fancy shoes between two books...oh, and spend some quality time with the gorgeous guy I married while I am on reading-break anyway...)

Someone needs to take my credit card away...oh, no, too late.


Because I was bored - and we all know that it is the TV's fault for not showing anything interesting except a "shopping queen" episode, which caused my problems in the first place.


Because the internet is dangerous for shopaholics like me and I was in a cranky mood.


Because my husband left me alone to go to the gym. Please. The gym. He even had the audacity to suggest I go with him.


Because christmas is near, and there is no snow.


Because there are too many recommendations. And you know what? These functionalities at online shops where you get a reminder when they get the stuff back on stock in your size? CATASTROPHY. Not only did I order the piece I visited the website again for - of course they offered another one on sale, which complemented it. And who buys a pair of shoes all lonesome, when you can order an adorable dress to go with them??? Not me.


And now I am afraid to check my bank account.


And I curse the moment I surfed onto a gay comic site - I ordered way too many of those too (just kidding - can't wait for the delivery...and I don't care that the shipping cost nearly as much as the comics themselves...they have tentacles in them...).