Dear Online Shopping at Work,

You are a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad idea. Yesterday I spent two whole hours, zombie-like, staring at rows upon rows of adorable yet completely impractical things on urbanoutfitters.com . I somehow came away with a romper (really? who wears those?) and like five totally stupid 'vintage' tees. Boredom and convenience are quite a tricksy pair. So what if I can spend faster than I earn? At least when I'm living in a cardboard box outside my former office building I'll have the whole day free to shop to my heart's content.

Gonna Be The Cutest Hobo EVER,

CF