Ramblings of a Very Tired and Maybe Slightly Delirious Girl

Last night was a rare treat. We got to go out and do stuff and there was no rush.

We had a friend who was guest bartending at The Nick, so we went down there for Happy Hour and had a beer and a half and then went and did some shopping. But first, we dropped off more boxes at my apartment to pack up the kitchen. My grand plans for tomorrow evening involve cleaning the floors in my apartment and packing. Don’t you wish your life were as exciting as mine?

Anyway, we went by the pet store to pick up an outdoor litter pan for Sugar Ray and some litter. Then we made a little pit stop into World Market on the way to Best Buy. I ended up buying Pez dispensers for other people. B got an Elvis Pez collectors set in a little tin and I got a Hello Kitty collectors set for him to give to his friend who collects pez dispeners. Because, Hello Kitty! So cute! With the clear heads! If I collected stuff like that I’d be tempted to keep them for myself. However, I tend to think they’re cute for a little while, but then ultimately will end up throwing or giving them away after a few months. I’m flakey like that.

I think we actually made it in and out of Best buy without buying anything. This was a miracle and maybe could even be considered a feat of Herculean proportions. Maybe. I’m just saying. (Read: We’re trying to find a Wii and also save money for a Wii by not buying other stuff while in the Best Buy.) UPDATE: B just bought the Wii on samsclub.com and got a righteous deal on quite the bundle. I can’t believe I just used righteous. Whatever. A Wii will be wiinging it’s way to the house in 7 – 10 days. Yiipee!!

And then there was Target. Where I was really wanting to buy a specific pair of shoes that they had online, but as it turns out, they do not sell them in the Target where I went. Why? WHY? I want to try shoes on before I buy them, but I was forced to buy them online. I. HAVE. TO. HAVE. THEM. My friend Cat and I are starting a classy hookers club and you can’t be a member unless you own the shoes. You can’t start a club and not own the shoes. You know?

Of course, I have no pictures for you of anything yet because I am lazy.

I also did not take pictures of Sugar Ray out on the back deck hopping around and checking out all the glorious space last night because you would take one look at the pictures and you would DIE from the cuteness. He was so cute and hoppity and loving it. And very VERY mad at me when I put him back in his hutch. In fact, once he realized where I was heading, he started kicking and squirming with every fiber of his being trying to get out of my arms. Too bad he only weighs 6 lbs. He looks ginormous because of all the wool, but it does nothing in aiding him from getting away from me. Except to get it all over my clothes.

I have no doubt that there is now an addendum to the bunny manifesto.

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