Today has been good and not so good.
Me and my parents went out for breakfast, then we went to the British imports shop, where I got some Munchies and a peppermint chocolate bar that I can't remember the name of. I resisted the urge to beg my parents to buy me a Beatles t-shirt ;) We got other stuff, too, like Mom's favourite tea, and some biscuits, and some crisps.
After that we went to Indigo to look for that book about Mary Shelley. I think I've found the title and author (!), but the book isn't in, and I don't want to order it up until I'm certain that it's the one I had seen before. Maybe I'll put in a purchase request for it on the library's website... Anyways, I did get a discounted book called Crystal Doors, which I'd heard was a good book. The regular price is $21.99 Canadian, and it was on sale for $5.99! :D
Then me and Dad went into PetSmart to buy dog food, cat food and cat litter. Turns out the cat food we get is in new packaging. Weird. Even weirder is that the dog food of the same brand is in the same style bag as the old cat food bags. But we get a different brand of dog food. In fact, we get PetSmart's own brand of dog food.
We went home, and then me and Dad went out again because I wanted to look at shorts and Mom wanted us to go to the library to pick up a DVD she reserved. So we went to a local mall, which is smaller than the other local malls. Unfortunately, they're renovating it and all of the small businesses will have to relocate. I hate it when people force out the small businesses - especially when some of the local shopping districts are becoming more commercial! It really annoys me how big businesses get to squash the smaller ones. And there's some nice small businesses in this mall, like the Dutch imports shop. I love that place - they carry some of the best chocolate. And now they might have to move.
On the upside, I found some shorts that weren't super-short. I got two pairs of belted shorts (one brown, one green) and two pairs of shorts with a stretchy elastic waist (one beige, one light green). I hope they fit after they're washed and dried - the stretchy-waist ones are in the dryer now.
Then we went to the library, where some UFI (Unidentified Flying Insect) flew into me as I got out of the car, and I freaked out. After I recovered we went in to pick up me and Mom's stuff. I noticed that a self-checkout is being set up in the library, which makes me worry a little about whether or not they'll be hiring now. I mean, of course they'll need people to do paperwork, stock shelves, etc, but it still worries me a little. After another UFI siege (which turned out to be something like a flying ant - not sure if it was the same bug as when I got out of the car, though), we went home.
And now my speakers won't work. I was trying to listen to a live video of Stevie Nicks singing 'Gold Dust Woman', and I noticed that I wasn't getting sound out of the right speaker, so I wiggled the speaker plugs, like I normally do, and both speakers cut out. DAMN! Now I might have to steal Dad's old speakers, if he's willing to part with them...
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Friday, April 24, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
In which Merenwen battles indigestion and other nuisances.
Chili and a Coke? What was I THINKING?!
Actually, the chili was kinda weak. Next time I'll put hot sauce in it and have the Pepto tablets at the ready.
Youth group was good and bad. The good news was that I got my point across about actually doing things, and we might have meetings over the summer! The bad news was that Stone was there, and was being obnoxious. I didn't walk out of the loft, though, until close to the end of the meeting when I went to see if Dad was there yet. But Stone said some stuff that I think he should have kept to himself. Private stuff. I won't say who it was about. But let's just say I'm pissed.
When I got back from youth group, I told my mom about the possibility of summer meetings. I said something like, "Stephen suggested that we have meetings over the summer..." and Mom said "No." Then I told her about how I suggested that we have the summer meetings be ever other week instead of every week. I'm so pissed that she automatically said no. What is her problem with summer meetings? Is she planning something for the summer and isn't telling me? I don't have to go to every meeting, just as many as possible! And Stephen would totally understand if I miss a meeting due to doing something with my family!!!!!
On a happier note, I think I'll try getting back into journal writing. I think I miss it. I've picked up I Capture the Castle again after a long break from it - reading it is something else I've missed. I seem to be in a reading funk - plus, I've been kicking myself because I didn't get this book at Indigo about Mary Shelley when I got my bargain books there. Damn! And I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it! I'll have to go to Indigo and see if I can find it. I like Indigo better than Chapters - even though they're the same company now, I like Indigo better because it's better ordganised.
I listened to the library's copy of Pink Floyd's The Final Cut. It's interesting. Very bitter, but interesting. I think a sound effect from one of the songs actually made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up - I was listening to the CD on headphones, so I was able to hear everything pretty clearly.
I might walk down to the library tomorrow, if I feel up to it. Today I only felt like reading. And I felt miserable earlier. But I think I'm okay now. I'm just sick of all this crap with my family. I wish my brother would call home. I wish Mom would get off my case about what I should be learning. I wish I had the courage to walk to the library by myself. I wish Grandpa wouldn't be such an ass. I wish Patti would get over herself and stop acting like a child. I wish I'd spent my childhood better. I feel like I'm running out of time.
Actually, the chili was kinda weak. Next time I'll put hot sauce in it and have the Pepto tablets at the ready.
Youth group was good and bad. The good news was that I got my point across about actually doing things, and we might have meetings over the summer! The bad news was that Stone was there, and was being obnoxious. I didn't walk out of the loft, though, until close to the end of the meeting when I went to see if Dad was there yet. But Stone said some stuff that I think he should have kept to himself. Private stuff. I won't say who it was about. But let's just say I'm pissed.
When I got back from youth group, I told my mom about the possibility of summer meetings. I said something like, "Stephen suggested that we have meetings over the summer..." and Mom said "No." Then I told her about how I suggested that we have the summer meetings be ever other week instead of every week. I'm so pissed that she automatically said no. What is her problem with summer meetings? Is she planning something for the summer and isn't telling me? I don't have to go to every meeting, just as many as possible! And Stephen would totally understand if I miss a meeting due to doing something with my family!!!!!
On a happier note, I think I'll try getting back into journal writing. I think I miss it. I've picked up I Capture the Castle again after a long break from it - reading it is something else I've missed. I seem to be in a reading funk - plus, I've been kicking myself because I didn't get this book at Indigo about Mary Shelley when I got my bargain books there. Damn! And I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it! I'll have to go to Indigo and see if I can find it. I like Indigo better than Chapters - even though they're the same company now, I like Indigo better because it's better ordganised.
I listened to the library's copy of Pink Floyd's The Final Cut. It's interesting. Very bitter, but interesting. I think a sound effect from one of the songs actually made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up - I was listening to the CD on headphones, so I was able to hear everything pretty clearly.
I might walk down to the library tomorrow, if I feel up to it. Today I only felt like reading. And I felt miserable earlier. But I think I'm okay now. I'm just sick of all this crap with my family. I wish my brother would call home. I wish Mom would get off my case about what I should be learning. I wish I had the courage to walk to the library by myself. I wish Grandpa wouldn't be such an ass. I wish Patti would get over herself and stop acting like a child. I wish I'd spent my childhood better. I feel like I'm running out of time.
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