I look like a slob

While waiting for a friend at my metro station today, I started keeping track of the footwear of the women walking by. At least 90% of the women around my age were wearing heels--and I mean HIGH heels, at least three inches but more often four or more. I'd also guess this was true of around 3/4 of the women under the age of 50.

I feel really, really frumpy here.

My friends and I are planning on going clubbing tomorrow, and I have no idea what I'm going to wear. No time to shop--I forced myself to come home right after class today to get in some real studying.

So there's a song I've assigned to be the official song of my trip to Russia (to be honest, I made that decision before I left). I don't usually go in for inspirational songs, but this one's different for some reason. Click here for the lyrics, but you should really find it and listen to it, because it sounds less corny if you get music + vocals + lyrics together. Here's a bit of it anyway:

"People are just people

They shouldn't make you nervous

The world is everlasting, it's coming and it's going

If you don't toss your plastic

The streets won't be so plastic

And if you kiss somebody, then both of you'll get practice

The world is everlasting

The dirtballs in your pocket

The dirtballs in your pocket and take off both your shoes

Because people are just people

People are just people

People are just people like you"

-Regina Spektor, "Ghost of Corporate Future"

Anyway, I like it.