After reading various comments and posts, I’m less distraught over Arsenal’s 0-0 game. We’re only 1 point from the lead, after all, and that’s great. We’ve got a more-or-less solid team, and as Johnny Rotten said, “Those boys are doing something fantastic.” (Really, talking about Arsenal was the only time Mr. Rotten seemed lucid in his odd, seemingly drunk talk at a Guitar Hero III launch thing my brother showed me. Oh, and Johnny ranted against Spurs.)
In the world today. 78 feared dead in Indonesian landslides
, tiger makes deadly escape at San Francisco Zoo
(humans to blame?
), retailers hope for post-Christmas lift to slightly disappointing holiday shopping season
, and (via a letter in officialgaiman
) The Library of Congress is now classifying Scottish authors and works under “English literature.”
Boo. LoC FTL.
Oh my gosh. My Filipino friends, there are clap-on parols.
On Friday I was supposed to meet with a friend in Berkeley, but she couldn't make it and so I just spent the day doing Christmas shopping. At Comic Relief, they didn't have the Buffy issue my mom needed, so I just bought the Gaiman/McKean book The Day I Traded my Dad for Two Goldfish
for my dad and an Astro City issue for me. At Gamestop I got a $10 gift certificate for my brother, and put it inside the nifty little Xbox 360 gift card holders. Walked over to check out Amoeba. In the bargain bins I found a CD my brother really wanted...for only $1.98. waaah! ooh the spending possibilities... Too bad I couldn't get the $7.99 2 CD set of Benjamin Biolay. (What! I first heard about him while watching a report on his sister, Coralie Clement. He has a cool voice. -hides-) I did buy an Os Mutantes CD for $8.99, though. It's the same one I've already heard a million times...but the other ones were more expensive. Even copies of the same CD were more expensive. Hey, I found a deal! I need to go back there again. Amoeba has some great deals, if you take the time to look.
Now, at JC Penney, there was a bear that caught my eye one day. I mentioned it here as one that displayed true sadness. Well, a month ago, I saw it again. I dragged it all around the store with me, but had to put it away because we weren't buying anything else, and the lines were long.
On Sunday, while Christmas shopping with my family, I found the bear again. The price tag was gone, and some seams were roughed up, but it was still the same bear. It was $0.97 now, and I used another bear of the same model as a price comparison. But this one looked distinctly different from the others of its model. My brother became obsessed with it too- to this day he keeps on asking me to look at it. It usually makes him laugh, though. Hmph! The bear's name is Snowflake Sparkles.
That day, I also found nice clothes for Christmas (in my family, my brother and I HAVE to get new Christmas clothes. No matter what. We still use them afterwards, though.). I got a platinum blouse, with light metallic thread woven in tastefully. Then I FINALLY found a nice, long
skirt that fit me. It was dark gray and had a faint herringbone weave. My mom said such a long skirt demanded boots. Knee-high leather boots. yeah. I was surprised. So now I have shiny black leather boots that go up to my knees. Even my grandma said they were nice.
Christmas was fun. After church, we went back home to prepare food for the party we were going to. While my parents were cooking, I felt like watching something Christmassy. So I put in a Doctor Who S1 DVD and watched the backstage scenes of "The Christmas Invasions." Hee, David Tennant's real accent. Then my mom asked me to help with gift-wrapping.
We then went to the house of our family friends. Tons of people were there: all my parents' friends and their kids that are like my cousins, some of their relatives and friends...lots of people. The little 4-year-old girl B was so cute. "Santa gave us guns!" Nerf guns, dear. She also flashed us her panties, and told an 8 year old that he wasn't old enough to play Guitar Hero. This was while she was holding the guitar controller, trying to play. Lots of fun, that girl. XD
We played Guitar Hero III and Halo 3 in their garage, with food and foosball breaks. It got cold, and my feet froze in my tights, extra-thin socks, and boots. But I enjoyed rockin' out when I could on Guitar Hero (and helped teach one uncle there. "You push the colors. And then you strum that thing."). And while I'm still not great at Halo multiplayer- I think 9 kills was my highest- I was still the sneakiest person in Capture the Flag mode. That led to some great stories and laughs...And my username was BATMAN. It was one of the names already there, but how could I not be Batman?
Oh, and my gifts: Lost S3, the Heroes graphic novel, and a bunch of stationery. And a Subway gift card. And some candy. I don't eat that much candy, though (too much gives me a headache, and my tongue has grown discriminating) so I'll just let the rest of my family have at it. Buying and researching real good chocolate has destroyed my taste for Dove and Hershey's and even Godiva and Lindt. Better to save up and wait for true quality than get quantity at a discount. Or mass-marketed "luxury," in Godiva's case. Their fillings are alright, but the actual chocolate is kind of waxy to me - good texture, little flavor. [/chocolate snobbery]
Wow, this long post is mostly happy. I feel kind of guilty, for some reason.
ETA. Oh, and my gift to Mom: Godiva. Because she still likes the stuff.