I am taking Roommate J with me whenever I go shopping from now on.
1) She goes at the same pace as me.
2) She urged me to try on a dress I would never have noticed otherwise, and it fit so perfectly I wound up buying it.
We braved the NJ Transit buses to and from the mall, and came back bearing awesome clothes, and the self-imposed inability to spend any more money for the rest of the month (my exceptions: theater tickets with CornellBoy next weekend, and pains au chocolat).
(Ex)RussianRoommate and I had a flash of inspiration over dinner the other night: are there any French vampire movies? We couldn't think of any, although we're sure there are some, and then we came to the almost simultaneous conclusion that the French don't need vampire stories because they're not as sexually repressed. Feeling rather pleased with ourselves, we patted ourselves on the back, downed our salad, and went off to finish our homework before the inspiration passed.