The best part about Texas...

They had the hugest sale at Express last weekend, and after all the rich anorexic girls that shop at Stanford mall (I didn't have enough enthusiasm to go to Hillsdale) had picked through the stuff, there were only the standard Large and Extra Large items left. Dammit. The best part about going to Texas is that, along with everything else, waistlines tend to be larger so when clothing sales roll around they're trying to get rid of their extra smalls and smalls. The only way you can get your damn hands on a sale extra small here is if you're a hawk and go at the beginning of the sale, or if it's something weird and shrunken that wouldn't fit a normal person anyway. Hmph. Everyone needs to go eat at McDonalds and get fatter or something, so I can buy some cheap clothes.
Other than that, I don't think I'd want to live in Texas.