So there was one of ^those^ today.

I told myself I'd buy books-- nothing more, nothing less. So of course I blow 50 dollars on two books, like ten stuffed animals, three purses, a fan, a pair of black leather gloves and what I suspect to be a leather bomber jacket.

A beautiful, wonderful, brown leather bomber jacket just begging for me to put patches and black fur on it and bomb Berlin. YOU GET THE HONOR OF BACKING ME UP! I'M THE HERO! *eats hamburger*

Seriously, it's awesome! Except for the unexplained dark spots on the back I just noticed. Oops. WHATEVER. It's blood. Because I'm a war hero. Yeah. I kill to preserve the beauty of Life, Liberty, and Property! Erm, The Pursuit of Happiness! And it has a map of America on the inside! An old-timey one, too! It only cost ten dollars and now I'm one step closer to finishing the America cosplay I didn't know I was doing until an hour ago! Wooooooooooooooo

Now I just need to reduce the shoulders and make the sleeves thinner somehow because they make me look like a lump.

... How do I do that?

Whatever, I'm still happy.