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And now, some disconnected thoughts, courtesy of Benadryl™.

America's Top Model tonight made me want to quit watching the shower. Forever.

I can't stop sneezing.

I can't stop looking at people's fall coats. They're so neat and pretty. My favorite is my boss's black wool coat with white and red embroidery up and down the edges. So pretty. Everyone has a smart wool coat. I have a wool coat; it was once smart; I got it second-hand from a friend about 3 years ago (or 4, I can't remember.) So it's old. And the lining is torn. And there's a loose button that won't stay tight no matter how many times I resew it. And it's pretty pilled, and long strands of my hair are always stuck on it and it bunches funny in the middle of my chest. So it's a shabby old thing now. I still like it, but I can't help but stare at the pretty wool coats that everyone else seems to have and wishing I wasn't always blowing all my money on ~~soda pop and records~~ rent and food and bills.

If I was rich and thin, this would be my fall coat. Or this; or maybe this.

I have some unfortunately thin, overpriced taste.

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