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SHOPAPHOBIA:
Like spiders to a flashlight, Black Friday frightened and dispersed the feeble in my family. Fearlessly, my little sister Molly and I met up with my cousin, Kitty, and her college roommate, Mandy, at Simons "Ross Park" mall. I miss my suburban center, which dwarfs the meager mall at Penn State like a shnowzer sitting next to an elephant. As a teen, you could label me a mallrat, constantly wasting time in search of video games, movies, electronics, coffee, CDs and the arcade. But to my defense, I tried to spend just as much time at boutiques in the city as the commercialized malls when transportation was available.
My cousin Kitty bullied me to open a credit card at “Banana Republic” so she could get an anorexic sized black coat at a discount. I was enamored by the puzzle store and all neat and creative thing they do, especially the mosaics where thousands of pictures make one giant picture. Inspired, I went online got some free software to create ones myself. Click Here for more mosaic pics.
At the mall, I learned my little sister Molly was one of those hot girls that received bounty without asking. She's such a tart. When we were at “Spensors” one of her peers made her gobble like a chicken in exchange for 25% off coupon. Molly adhered to the request, and we made Kitty put on this Rastafarian hat shown above, but we didn't buy anything. Finally, we went to “Eat n Park” to end the day. I got some iced chai from their extended menu-mmmmmm.
NEW PUTER:
After dinner, Molly and I went back home and watch "Mean Girls" and "Saved", super-great teen comedies. For once, Black Friday didn't seduce me to buy anything. That's probably because I'm broke, shelling out cash to purchase this new Ferrari laptop I'm using to type this blog. Finally, I have a working computer again and can be on aim (psubabbler) after work though I'll probably still only check email at work. It's always nice hearing from peps, especially if they find fun sites to visits like this game where you try not to fall down drunk. My high score is 61. Click Here to play game.
HOMEWARD BOUND:
Saturday I was feeling lazy so I just high-tailed back to State College not realizing this meant I couldn't watch the Steelers game at Casebeer's. This also meant no winter coat for me. Forty-five minutes from State College, the funniest thing happened at the gas station. Celery called me to request a ride home, and while rejecting her I set the gas pump to auto fill. It's supposed to stop itself, but didn't, leaving the passenger side of my car caked with petroleum and a puddle of wasted expensive gas on the ground. With no winter jacket, I was force to settle for a winter hat on my head to keep me warm while I spent the rest of the drive with my sunroof down to a Void dying of fumes.
Every time I go home I sing this rendition of a classic....
Country roads,
Take me home
To the place I belong.
Happy valley,
Home of joe-pa.
Take me home
Country roads.
Tis' all for now.
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