bitterdiva

... the balls off a brass monkey

I have a difficult time staying home from work, I a. feel like a loser, b. miss out on all the office fun, if there is any and I always think that the fun will happen without me. Then I seem to recall that I make some of the fun that occurs at the office. If I was given a Asst. Supt. administrator position, I would be the Asst. Supt. for Making Fun Happen.

Saturday, Kris and I braved the artic temperature and went to the mall and apparently everyone had a similar idea. Which we should have known because if you can't go outside for more than five minutes, but want to be out of your house, where would one go? The mall, precisely.

Here's where I register two complaints of sheer human idiocy. One, when the parking lot is completely white from salt, parking requires a bit more effort, but finding the parking lines to correctly park one's gas-guzzling vehicle is more important than creating a gauntlet for every other brainless driver, with the exception of myself. Parking isn't difficult, I found the lines easily, but one must remember that these are the same mentally defective capital region residents that cannot figure out the correct way to go up or down the one way lanes at x-gates.

My other complaint of the capital region consumers is that when it is hovering around 0 or below 0 without the windchill being factored in, stay home with your children instead of subjecting them to this weather. I think it's absolutely horrible that you bundle up the kids so you can buy that Ralph Lauren bed set that's only on sale today at Filenes. Then Mrs. Hoity-Toity sends poor Mr. Hoity-Toity to retrieve the car so she can remain with the child inside and wait for him to pull into the no parking zone and create even more of a pain in the ass for drivers on the right side.

If Carson from QE was at the mall, he would be ripping to shreds the one girl who was wearing a midriff shirt with her belly hanging out. Common decency and intelligence would have prevented the normal person from exposing their unflattering flesh to the bitter cold and to mall-adventurers.

If you need to get your haircut, going to the mall to do such on a bitterly freezing day is the perfect time - especially if you get it done first.

Other mall happenings? I bought the sweater I had wanted for a couple of months on sale for $20 and the most adorable hat ever in the likes of a froggie. I partook of a survey on a product I already used and got my two dollars. I also saw someone from the bowling league we were on in the summer and thanks to him, I now have the correct image of Prince Kheldar from the Eddings' series again.

Tracy, Kelly, and I saw Big Fish at the Spectrum on Sunday. I thought it was impressively done, but being that Burton was directing, I had no doubt. It's definitely more mainstream than what Burton usually does but it also includes carny freaks, including the lobster girl featured in an episode from Carnivale. I didn't realize that the girl featured in the story actually had no legs and hand malformation in the shape of lobster pinchers.

08:37 AM

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