Black Friday is right
I'm seriously considering just ignoring my mother when she comes knocking on my bedroom door in a few hours. It feels much later than it is, so I keep expecting to see her, coming to drag me off to Grandma's for another fun-filled night of odd food and crappy games. I don't want to go. I really don't want to go.
Tomorrow we're going to my uncle's ex-roommate's place to watch Finding Nemo. I don't want to do that either. I'm feeling overexposed to my family, and I don't know if I can even deal with my uncle, the roomie, and the girlfriend, even though they're all more or less okay.
KB Toys was...interesting. At first we thought no one was there and the place wasn't even open, but we checked the mall door. It was open, so we went in. There was a large line in front of the store, so we joined it. They let people in a few at a time, and someone had to leave before another person could go in. Crazy. Then, they have half the aisles blocked off so you can only go one way. First you had to weave your way through to the aisle you wanted to look through; then you had to line up with everyone else and walk through the entire rest of the store to get to the cash registers. It was crazy, and a lot of people lost patience and left. We didn't, though- Stubborn, that's all it is. We're just stubborn.
No Eowyn, sadly. Goddamn short-packed figures. Sometimes I could just kill the people who think this stuff up. But I did find something worth standing in line for- the short-packed Galadriel figure from Two Towers which I've been going after for ages, plowing through racks of Gollum, King Theoden, and the occasional Ringwraith at Wal-Mart and Target every time I'm there. The Ringwraiths, for some reason, tend to fall on my head. Though I got hit today with a Gollum (Mom knocked it off the pegs accidentally, and I couldn't duck in time).
So we stood in line for almost two hours to spend $5.99 on an action figure that's going for at least $20 on eBay. Sometimes my mother just rocks. Anyway, we had some fun laughing at the people lugging huge sacks of stuff around, spending upwards of $200 on toys and various other crap. If you spent at least $100, you got a free Care Bear, but we didn't really want one that badly. I was going to grab one of the Care Bear beanies, though, in memory of the original bear my parents gave me back in the 80's, but they were sold out. Very sad. I have fond memories of my Care Bear; it was the green one with the shamrock on its chest, and I believe I loved it to death.
I distinctly remember getting that bear; it was my birthday, and we went out to dinner at a local pizza place I used to love. It's closed now, but they had the best pizza... anyway, I remember opening the oddly shaped package at the table- you know, those strange half-box tray things stuffed animals used to come in?- and just hugging that thing for all I was worth...
That was, of course, the year the Care Bears were in season, and I still sort of wonder who my mother had to kill to get it. I appriciated the gesture, though. :)
By the time we got out of KB, we were way too awake to go home and go back to bed, so we went out for breakfast and then hit a few more stores. We were out with the insane masses for about five hours, which was about all we could stand, but we got everything done that we'd planned on doing, and only the last two or three stops were really crowded.
Of course, now my feet are killing me, and I'm starting to get bummed out because I don't want to go to Grandma's. I'll be there for hours, and they'll make me play that stupid game...ugh. Sometimes I wish I'd stayed up north in the boondocks, where at least they couldn't so easily get to me.
The novel is kind of dead in the water right now. I have ideas of what I'm doing, where it's going, so it's not writers' block, it's just...exhaustion. I don't have the energy to write anymore.
*sigh* It would be so cool if someone could come along and rescue me from my relations...thank gods I have two more days off after this; I'm going to need them to recover.
Tomorrow we're going to my uncle's ex-roommate's place to watch Finding Nemo. I don't want to do that either. I'm feeling overexposed to my family, and I don't know if I can even deal with my uncle, the roomie, and the girlfriend, even though they're all more or less okay.
KB Toys was...interesting. At first we thought no one was there and the place wasn't even open, but we checked the mall door. It was open, so we went in. There was a large line in front of the store, so we joined it. They let people in a few at a time, and someone had to leave before another person could go in. Crazy. Then, they have half the aisles blocked off so you can only go one way. First you had to weave your way through to the aisle you wanted to look through; then you had to line up with everyone else and walk through the entire rest of the store to get to the cash registers. It was crazy, and a lot of people lost patience and left. We didn't, though- Stubborn, that's all it is. We're just stubborn.
No Eowyn, sadly. Goddamn short-packed figures. Sometimes I could just kill the people who think this stuff up. But I did find something worth standing in line for- the short-packed Galadriel figure from Two Towers which I've been going after for ages, plowing through racks of Gollum, King Theoden, and the occasional Ringwraith at Wal-Mart and Target every time I'm there. The Ringwraiths, for some reason, tend to fall on my head. Though I got hit today with a Gollum (Mom knocked it off the pegs accidentally, and I couldn't duck in time).
So we stood in line for almost two hours to spend $5.99 on an action figure that's going for at least $20 on eBay. Sometimes my mother just rocks. Anyway, we had some fun laughing at the people lugging huge sacks of stuff around, spending upwards of $200 on toys and various other crap. If you spent at least $100, you got a free Care Bear, but we didn't really want one that badly. I was going to grab one of the Care Bear beanies, though, in memory of the original bear my parents gave me back in the 80's, but they were sold out. Very sad. I have fond memories of my Care Bear; it was the green one with the shamrock on its chest, and I believe I loved it to death.
I distinctly remember getting that bear; it was my birthday, and we went out to dinner at a local pizza place I used to love. It's closed now, but they had the best pizza... anyway, I remember opening the oddly shaped package at the table- you know, those strange half-box tray things stuffed animals used to come in?- and just hugging that thing for all I was worth...
That was, of course, the year the Care Bears were in season, and I still sort of wonder who my mother had to kill to get it. I appriciated the gesture, though. :)
By the time we got out of KB, we were way too awake to go home and go back to bed, so we went out for breakfast and then hit a few more stores. We were out with the insane masses for about five hours, which was about all we could stand, but we got everything done that we'd planned on doing, and only the last two or three stops were really crowded.
Of course, now my feet are killing me, and I'm starting to get bummed out because I don't want to go to Grandma's. I'll be there for hours, and they'll make me play that stupid game...ugh. Sometimes I wish I'd stayed up north in the boondocks, where at least they couldn't so easily get to me.
The novel is kind of dead in the water right now. I have ideas of what I'm doing, where it's going, so it's not writers' block, it's just...exhaustion. I don't have the energy to write anymore.
*sigh* It would be so cool if someone could come along and rescue me from my relations...thank gods I have two more days off after this; I'm going to need them to recover.