Woe!

You know, as a teenager, I used to sort of jokingly fantasize about living in a gothy community. A place where black nail polish would flow like water, where six inch platform vinyl boots would be as easy to come by as, say, a pair of Converse, where you could walk down the street in an outfit even YOU knew was ridiculous, at any time of the day, and all without getting one single “Hey! MORTICIA!”
And now, here I am on Captiol Hill which pretty much IS that place. Well almost…
See, there is a glitch in my gothy fantasy-land…one which I had never anticipated.
Everytime I swing by the Broadway Rite Aid, they are entirely out of black hair dye AND eyeliner. Hah, looks like I’ll have to start shopping in another neighborhood. Fools! They could be making a fortune! You know, supply and demand and all that…hehe…

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