more miscellany [05 Oct 2001|10:16pm] Yes, folks, I am behind on email. Just to let you know. I'm not ignoring you. Anyway. Okay, maybe I am a typical girl after all... I hate shopping, but I had this uncontrollable urge to go to the mall and pretzel shop today. Neither of which I did, but I didn't have a whole lot of control over the matter... or I probably would've. The mall definitely has its good points... electronics stores, for one. I like looking at gadgets. And I like the fountains. I like the smell of the fountains. I like all the pennies. Being tempted to reach in and grab a handful and see what all the people with little kids would do about it. (No, I've never done it. And no, I don't plan to... it's the thought that counts... and as much as I like watching people's reactions to things, this is a little too malevolent...) And the bookstore where I never buy anything. And the coffee shop that smells oh so good, and the chocolate shop that costs oh so much... and the rad little Indian import shop where they sell everything good -- from jewelry boxes to ivory chess sets to furniture, and everything is so perfect. Then there's the many 'department stores.' Department stores scare me. Probably 'cause the makeup section always surrounds the entrance, meaning that I have to walk through it to get to the jewelry section. (The only reason I go in department stores is to buy someone else a present... usually jewelry; one thing we never seem to have enough of... And department stores because they have stuff that's not cheap, they're big on sales, and they aren't a jewelry store, so they have stuff for less than $300. And I can be as picky as I want.) Anyway, back to the entrance. There's always two thoughts running through my head as I slink quickly through the makeup section: 1)Is somebody who knows me going to see me and think I've reformed? and 2)Aren't all the people in this section going to wonder what in the world I'm doing there? I always feel like a thief or something... I have issues, yes. And a fear of makeup departments. Although there are worse departments to be caught in... Yup. Another pointless entry. I have no life. post comment

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