Aug 19, 2011
Ode to the things on eBay which are pretty
Oh eBay, how I love thee at 3am when I have an empty word document named "my important assignment" in the next window. Oh, the things I buy and later regret, until the eBay fairy sends me presents. I get a little parcel by my sharehouse door and for one magical moment, it's simultaneously Christmas and I have a loving boyfriend that knows exactly what sort of useless trinkets make me giddy. I don't actually have a boyfriend.
Nothing else can convince me that my friend and I both need a miniature working harmonica on a necklace more than I need packets of ramen to survive the next week on a student income. eBay, you are magical.