crazy cat guy's got a point
i have been enjoying my time off.
being able to watch movies and catch up on writing and actually paying bills and all that fun stuff certainly has been nice. i am just now getting to the "stir crazy" portion of my annual downtime. you see, much like a reverse teacher, i tend to get most of the winter months off. and it's usually about now that i start to anticipate my next trip while staving off the urge to become that crazy guy that never leaves his house and has 30 cats.
in fact today, for the first time in 9 days, i actually removed the snow from my car and drove it to the local wal-mart to cash in on the sweet $20 gift card i got from grandma for christmas. a trash can, some new hangers, and a few groceries to round out the balance of the card. all free. an easy errand. that is, until is saw what was NEXT to wal-mart. is that a guitar center?
since i moved to mass, acquired a guitarist roommate and successfully reunited 2/3 of the '90's cover super-band spilt meniscus, i have thought about revisiting my once unremarkable bass skills and purchasing a new axe.
what can it hurt to look, right?
3 hours later, i finally made it back home with a new pair of jeans, 2 dvds, a red wood-grain ibanez gsr electric bass guitar (with soft case), a new trash can, a 13-pack of plastic hangers and a few groceries.
point is: i shouldn't be allowed to leave the apartment. everytime i do, i spend money like i have it.
at least the crazy guy with the cats doesn't have to worry about impulse buying.
rock on!
being able to watch movies and catch up on writing and actually paying bills and all that fun stuff certainly has been nice. i am just now getting to the "stir crazy" portion of my annual downtime. you see, much like a reverse teacher, i tend to get most of the winter months off. and it's usually about now that i start to anticipate my next trip while staving off the urge to become that crazy guy that never leaves his house and has 30 cats.
in fact today, for the first time in 9 days, i actually removed the snow from my car and drove it to the local wal-mart to cash in on the sweet $20 gift card i got from grandma for christmas. a trash can, some new hangers, and a few groceries to round out the balance of the card. all free. an easy errand. that is, until is saw what was NEXT to wal-mart. is that a guitar center?
since i moved to mass, acquired a guitarist roommate and successfully reunited 2/3 of the '90's cover super-band spilt meniscus, i have thought about revisiting my once unremarkable bass skills and purchasing a new axe.
what can it hurt to look, right?
3 hours later, i finally made it back home with a new pair of jeans, 2 dvds, a red wood-grain ibanez gsr electric bass guitar (with soft case), a new trash can, a 13-pack of plastic hangers and a few groceries.
point is: i shouldn't be allowed to leave the apartment. everytime i do, i spend money like i have it.
at least the crazy guy with the cats doesn't have to worry about impulse buying.
rock on!
posted by cade at 11:45 PM
2 Comments:
stil... laughing... under the... sea... screamt...
"Sometimes you want to go,
Where everybody knows your nayyyeeeeaim"
*dum* *dum* *dum* *splocsh*
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