Tonight was a clusterfuck of I don't even know.
We went to my parents' for my birthday, where I got my usual pistachio cake. It was topped with glow-in-the-dark aliens, a pic of my telescope and an image from the Messenger probe's Mercury showcasing. Every year there's a theme, lol. My mom's a little insane, but I don't mind.
I got Archie socks, a Nightmare Before Christmas Trivial Pursuit game, AAA (hasn't come yet though?) $60 and an image-erector gizmo for my scope. Quite a nice haul! Gavs danced to Symphony of Science music from my phone, singing along to it, thrilling the 'rents. He's staying over tonight--he'd stayed at his other grandparents LAST night. Good times, yo.
But the money, I knew what I wanted to do with it: the Borders closest to us in the mall is closing, which is so, so depressing. It sucks. I LOVE Borders, a hellalot more than B&N. The one we partied at for the Deathly Hallows release is closing too, so unless I wanna drive to the Boston area of head to the ass-end of CT., no more Borders. Buuuuut...
It was slim-pickings, and EXTRA depressing to see the state of the once bright and happy store. No more kid's section (I almost cried; I DID, going out to the car. I've spent hours with Gavvy there) and the long impulse shelves, full of candy and trinkets, gone. We cased out the place with other obvious book-geeks looking for a deal. 60-80% off, it was advertised... but when we got there? 80-90%.
Since my math skillz flee the second I hafta use 'em half the time, I couldn't configure how much our stuff was gonna be. I was walking around with all these frakkin books weighing me down, and I kept thinking, "We might not be able to get this expensive bird book, or this... oh, grab those, yea, maybe we can, dunno..." We went to the counter when done, sad but feeling good about book-deals, and I told the girl ringing me up, "I'm gonna hold onto these two just in case it's too much." So she rang in the whole lot and I asked, "How much?"
"Twenty-one (something)."
"OH. Oh, yea, okay..." *slaps "Just in cases" down*
The receipt:
Are you ready?
For the visually-impaired, we paid $31.31 and the end of the receipt reads You Saved $191.83. Holy. Flying. Fuck. I was a mess of emotions. On one hand OMG YAY BOOKS, I took pics of the receipt against the wall, but on the other... I cried walking out. I luvz my Borderz. :(
But here's our yummy stuff...
Yes, 'Straight Lies' and 'Hard and Fast' ARE teh gay novels! Saw those and PLUCKED 'em right up, much like a middle-aged man plucking drunk!Casey from a safety net of friends when they ain't looking. I was sad that the science books were pretty much gonesville, but Pan found the atheismz. As we don't have paperbacks of Daemon and Freedom, we got those too--$2, why the fuck NOT? And if you can't tell, those black rectangles are Kobe book holders (Borders brand). They were marked down from $39.99... to A DOLLAR. Does anyone need one?? I'll gladly get one for you, srsly. It's a little ridick.
So we leave, money still burning holes in our pockets as I said with a sigh, "I want candy. When does Big Y close?" We decided on the more reliable, open S&S.
Now we've often joked about how NOT-30-something years old we are. When I once told Pan, "instead of relying on the bank to tell us our balance, why don't we take ALL the money out and keep it at the house?" he scoffed and replied, "Oh, we'd spend it all on candy." But we figured hey, let's get some treats; Gavs ain't around and we can STAY UP AND HAVE FUN cos' we're adults, and we can.
Forty-minutes later...
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. Unloading the cart made me chuckle wildly. Worst impulse-shopping EVAR... even the bagger laughed. We talked to the cashier and bagger about Borders then left. Once at the car, Pan said, "We'll do our 'grown-up' grocery shopping tomorrow." I took the pics when we got home and we talked about when Gavs comes home and finds the leftovers: "What. The. Fuck. I go to Baba's and you guys go nuts!! NO FAIR!!" (But the fruit snacks and Watermelon gummies ARE for him, so we're sharing, no worries!)