Fall is here, hear the yell // back to school, ring the bell // brand new shoes, walking blues

Weeee school! (2 shots of sarcasm, 1 shot of... well.. sarcasm) You can't believe how 'un-excited' (I've decided also that I am official self-righteous enough to construct new words. I mean really, what governing body decides what is and isn't a word?) I am for coming out of a wonderful summer into fall and school. I don't know, it seems like almost everyone I know is all about Autumn as their favourite season. I'm okay with it I think (certainly the colors, anything in relation to the pumpkin {pumpkin pies, jack-o-lanterns [and the pumpkin guts that always make me feel like a surgeon when I yank them out... scalpel!], salted pumpkin seeds... really when you think about it, the pumpkin might be the most celebrated veggie, at least that I can think of. Which of course reminds me of how I've wanted for the last few months now to get into The Smashing Pumpkins but haven't found the in yet... I'd go on, but I think I should wrap it up with this parenthesis stuff}), diving into piles of leaves and many more. I'm way more the Spring fella; brightness, warmth, love is in the air...don't bother commenting about it, because I know it already, I'm hopeless.

I think a lot of the appeal around it has to be the attraction to switching into 'The Fall outfits', sporting the new longsleeves and the in-then-not-in-and-now-in-again-to-my-knowledge 'Sunday jeans' (Sunday...your 'holey' jeans...yukyukyuk). Really I stopped with the school shopping for clothes sometime at the end of my casual/lazy preppy phase probably circa 11th grade (which of course soon evolved into my post-slacker turn soon thereafter, currently resting in my 'I don't give much a fuck/Great G-pa's {R.I.P.} & Great Uncle's closet wear/anything that still fits that is still lying about phase)

Only this year I did something quite unexpected: I dropped a good $100 on clothing! Which is pretty astronomical for the likes of me. I think credit for this has to go to an inadvertant discovering a place called Kohl's. Not only was I able to hook it up with a pair of grey pants that don't have the cell phone antenna hole in the pocket (I don't think they were buying that chic 'holey' pants argument) and some slick, almost oversized, black pants (putting any 'might Justin start wearing blue jeans agaig?' rumours to rest) and my green soccer jacket, but I also stumbled into the shirt I had almost literally been seeing in my dreams. The mythical longsleeve grey argyle sweater! Literally I was heading towards the register and then it just pounced on me like a raptor basically. Throw my overpriced Coldplay t-shirt in there with a new favourite Great Uncle shirt and it goes a little something like this:

I might have to bookmark this Kohl's place for the future, they had a clearance rack that I literally had to tell myself out loud not to go to because I knew I'd end up hemorrhaging more cash. This place also helped me to confirm one other theory of mine: 'Napoleon Dynamite' is officially everywhere. Between the 'Vote For Pedro' notebooks at my work to the entire shirt rack they had there...it is just everywhere. They even got this song! I still say this about the movie though: It's like a great cover song... good until you think of what it is trying to be (*cough, 'Rushmore', cough*).