We went on a little shopping trip this past weekend. (Shows you how lazy I've been that I'm only now getting around to writing about it.) We mounted our four-cylinder steed and trekked an hour south to the nearest city with decent shopping.
I started the day with a head full of ideas. "I want to look for this, pick up that, get one of those, and I should check out the price on that other thing…"
Yeah, didn't work out for me. Everything I wanted I either could not find or forgot to look for. I was hoping to come home with a fistful of goodies. I finished the day with only an unexpected find: a bargain bin copy of 200 Cigarettes.
That's not enough to satisfy. Amazon to the rescue!
I got some Walking Dead, some Green Arrow, and some Death. (That sounds weird, doesn't it? "I got some Death?")
I feel much better now.
Oh, and I bought a birthday present for Sister too.
In other news, Pajama Pants has moved away. I was wondering why I hadn't seen her at The Chicken's bus stop for a week or two. I ran into her last night and asked her if she'd changed bus stops.
It turns out that, yes, she has changed bus stops. Sort of. She moved to a different city. She says her boyfriend turned violent so she had him arrested and left. Good for her.
posted at 10/12/2006 08:34 am : Permalink
Categorized General, Music, movies, books, TV : Tagged Amazon.com, comic book, Pajama Pants, Sister
This morning marked the first time Pajama Pants started a conversation with me at The Chicken's bus stop.
I know I've talked about Pajama Pants at least once before. I can't remember if I talked about her often enough to give her a proper nickname. This year she's "Pajama Pants," named because half the time I see her she's wearing "loafing around the bedroom" clothes.
Anyway, usually she's unapproachably bitchy, like "cross the street to avoid her" bitchy. Lately she's been… kind of nice. I'm not completely sure what to make of that. Is she trying to lull me into complacency before she murders me? Possibly.
Several times, both this year and last, I've tried to be friendly and cheery and all that. Today is the first day she went out of her way to greet me first. It would have felt really good to be treated civilly, except for what she had to say. She wanted to bitch about one of the other parents.
Pajama Pants told some story, twice, about how this other parent called her to complain about PP's daughter's behavior on the school bus. So PP went to the school, where they told her a completely different story and blah blah fucking blah.
Yeah. Nice to be included in her reindeer games, but she can keep the drama.
posted at 09/21/2006 08:45 am : Permalink
Categorized General : Tagged bus stop, Pajama Pants
Former drill sergeant?
It's entir'ly possible.
Bitch has got some pipes.
posted at 05/04/2006 07:45 am : Permalink
Categorized Haiku and poetry : Tagged Pajama Pants