So where the hell is the sun? Where? Dammit, I want to know.
I'm slowly catching up in school and feeling a little better about it, so that's good. I'm babysitting a laptop, which is ultra-convenient for my coffee shop study habits. What it's ultra-inconvenient for, however, is my penchant for shopping and spending money in general. Today I went to "buy a Brita" and "visit my brother at work" and ended up leaving the Brita because it was ten dollars too expensive and deciding that I had to buy a three thousand dollar laptop. Hmm... logical?
(Truth be told, I just felt guilty about the Brita because I'd just tried to return a very expensive pair of pants, only to discover an exchange-only policy. I need to keep a written record of stores with that policy and stay far, far away.)
Since my last post I made an impulsive plan to take a summer vacation that I can't afford, to see some family and friends and largely for the thrill of flying in an airplane. Two days later I decided this plan was silly and expensive and that instead I should spend the money on something slightly more lasting and rewarding. So, I signed up for some riding lessons and I'm becoming an equestrienne again. So far the best thing I can say about that is MY ASS HURTS, but I'm sure once I get some proper gear and a little more into shape I might have a few positive comments. Well, I do have some: I loves horsies.
What I don't loves is scalpers. What I don't love is trying to get Ben Harper tickets, having them sell out in less than one minute, not procuring one, and then seeing about 20 of them on sale on eBay for like three times the selling price. Scalpers can kiss my ass. Thanks for ruining it for people who actually care. How is that even allowed to happen? Shame on you, eBay Canada.
Now I'm hungry, out of food, and too lazy to go to the grocery store. My inner trekkie yearns for a replicator.