god hates shoplifters.
today was filled with adventure and excitement.
we were literally 3 feet from a head-on collision. i think with my neighbor.
and i had my first shoplifting experience.
it was COMPLETELY unintentional. and i still feel horrible. i was at ross dress for less, and i asked aaron to hold a purse and cd i was getting while i tried clothes on. he put the cd in the purse and looked around the store until i was done. then he handed the purse back to me, and i put my things on the counter at the check-out. the guy rang everything up, i paid, he rang aaron up, aaron paid, and we left. then we went to fred meyer. as i was getting out of the car to go inside, i decided i'd throw my keys, wallet, and phone into my new purse. i opened it up, and there was the cd.
aaron realized what had happened, and he laughed his ass off. and wouldn't take me back to ross (we were in his car). i've never stolen anything in my life. i've always thought it was wrong. yes, it was only a $4 billie holliday cd (with a good collection of songs at that). but i still feel bad.
now i'm definitely going to hell.
but the good news is i talked to my dad today. last week after the loudon wainwright show (which was superb), i told him i would try to go up there this weekend, and hoping that i was, he bought ribs. and he's making a special 12-hour recipe just for me. sometimes i feel sick thinking ahead to when i plan on traveling (to canada, australia, europe, africa, and the east coast) for a few years. i love him to death, and i don't know if i can handle not seeing him for that long.
however, listening to him talk about the trips he made when he was young makes me hopeful. he literally jumped into a (sometimes stranger's) car, or a bus, or onto a plane, or a boat, and just went exploring. i get excited when he shows me the shells he got from a beach in the caribbean, and the pictures of the mountains in calgary, and most of all when he tells me about the adventures he had on the way to his destinations. that's why i'm trying so hard to save up money. i want to go places i only dream about. i don't want to stay in nice hotels or have first class tickets, i just want to have money for food, a cheap hotel, and a gondola ride. i want to see the world. because there's so much more out there than what i know now.
i can't wait.
we were literally 3 feet from a head-on collision. i think with my neighbor.
and i had my first shoplifting experience.
it was COMPLETELY unintentional. and i still feel horrible. i was at ross dress for less, and i asked aaron to hold a purse and cd i was getting while i tried clothes on. he put the cd in the purse and looked around the store until i was done. then he handed the purse back to me, and i put my things on the counter at the check-out. the guy rang everything up, i paid, he rang aaron up, aaron paid, and we left. then we went to fred meyer. as i was getting out of the car to go inside, i decided i'd throw my keys, wallet, and phone into my new purse. i opened it up, and there was the cd.
aaron realized what had happened, and he laughed his ass off. and wouldn't take me back to ross (we were in his car). i've never stolen anything in my life. i've always thought it was wrong. yes, it was only a $4 billie holliday cd (with a good collection of songs at that). but i still feel bad.
now i'm definitely going to hell.
but the good news is i talked to my dad today. last week after the loudon wainwright show (which was superb), i told him i would try to go up there this weekend, and hoping that i was, he bought ribs. and he's making a special 12-hour recipe just for me. sometimes i feel sick thinking ahead to when i plan on traveling (to canada, australia, europe, africa, and the east coast) for a few years. i love him to death, and i don't know if i can handle not seeing him for that long.
however, listening to him talk about the trips he made when he was young makes me hopeful. he literally jumped into a (sometimes stranger's) car, or a bus, or onto a plane, or a boat, and just went exploring. i get excited when he shows me the shells he got from a beach in the caribbean, and the pictures of the mountains in calgary, and most of all when he tells me about the adventures he had on the way to his destinations. that's why i'm trying so hard to save up money. i want to go places i only dream about. i don't want to stay in nice hotels or have first class tickets, i just want to have money for food, a cheap hotel, and a gondola ride. i want to see the world. because there's so much more out there than what i know now.
i can't wait.