Me:	Dilemma- go to u village and return things tonight, or go home and vacuum my house and give my dog a bath? One makes me money (back) the other involves sweatpants. therefore- torn
B:	ooh. I say go to U Village- because then you will fully enjoy the sweatpants and not wake up in a cold sweat thinking about stupid money
Me:	you are wise b-san
B:	haha chalk it up to life experience
Me:	I like it. here's the part that kills me- I have to take the bus home then jump in my car and drive back into the city
B:	yeah. sucky. But you'll feel better once it's done. It's always good to have a little breathing room in your bank account
Me:	or, non suffocating room- it will still be wheezy
B:	yeah
Me:	until FRIDAY!
B:	well, who says you can't wear sweats to U Village, piss off the uptight socialites. Also, might make you feel less cute, and less likely to re-spend money- double win. Although, if your sweats say "Juicy" or "Pink" across the butt, you'll fit right in