While skipping from one tv screen to the next (I'm kind of a masochist that way), the tv in our appartment has made my decision for me, cut off my tragedy infusion and peacefully passed away to plastic heaven. Well, we had a good run. When all I had left was a stinky mood and free time on my hands, I turned to the one thing that always elevates my spirit: I bought myself a new pair of sandals. What can I say, once again, it worked like a charm. As one of my many mishaps I loyally guard my habit of buying shoes in clothing stores, so as awkward as it is to admit it, many great shoe stores totally get passed...