Today I went shopping to find a nice bookcase, plus anything else on sale. I found a cute coffee with a mirror glass top. But I couldn't find a price tag and it looked too heavy. Sure I could have a big strong stock boy carry it for me to my car, but I can't take him home to carry it up to my apartment. I once got a media thing resembling a book case, but it took forever to push and pull it up 3 flights of stairs. The box was all torn up by the time I reached the door 20 minutes later. But it made due til I could afford a normal bookcase that were very expensive at the time. I found cheap at the store, but I couldn't lift it up. I thought I'll just get online. Nope, not there. I did find something similar that was twice the price. I said, screw this and went on another website. Ooh, la, la. My dream bookcase in the price range I'm looking for. And in the right color too that will match my media center thing that I shall use to display my doll and figurine collection.
While I was browsing at the store I got a cheap movie, some cute unmentionables, and adorable Easter cards and stickers. I checked and Easter is at the end of March. I hate the way they figure Easter nowadays, the Sunday after so many moons making it land in March or April. I liked the old way when it was at the end of Passover where it belonged. After all, that is what the Last Supper is, celebration of Passover. I felt sorry for the guy who checked me out at the cash register, but then he probably enjoyed touching ladies undergarments. You think? Post later. Bye!
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