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Sunday, January 9, 2005


Maybe I'll put my love on ice.

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Shin- I've been duped, bamboozled, and swindled. :/

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Yesterday was a day that was dedicated to wasting gift cards from the holidays that have those nasty "use-before-this-date-or-else" fees before I forget about them.

My aunt and uncle sent me $25 for Amazon.com, and I quickly found what I would buy with it: The new White Stripes DVD for $15 and Excel Saga manga volume five. My brother spent his on Zoo Tycoon: Ultimate Collection, which I personally find to be a humongous waste, but that's not any of my concern.

Combined (the gift cards were grouped into one larger one), the total came out to $49.96, and so we wouldn't have to spend any extra money, I opted for the free shipping. It'll take longer to get here, but I can wait.

The White Stripes DVD, "Under Blackpool Lights," is a live recording of one of their concerts (in Blackpool! GASP), all filmed with 8mm tapes. Sometimes I wonder know how these people do it. They could make a music video with nothing going on visually except for a dog licking itself and fans would still eat it up. That stripped-down feel is their style and their trademark, though, and for that reason they can make a ton of profit.

Cheap video cameras + $15 DVD + Well-known band = holy shit those people must be rich.

Heh heh.

I went into Best Buy hoping to find a reservation box for Guild Wars. Last time I was in that store there was practically a pile the size of Mount St. Helens there, but they were nowhere to be found this time. Instead, after much deliberation (translation: They didn't have Voices of a Distant Star), I settled for the first season of Reno 911. That show is probably my favorite in all of the Comedy Central kingdom, and I'm looking forward to the commentary. I've heard that in one of them the cast tries to recreate the entire episode from memory as it goes along, and that it's a hoot.

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Weekend's almost over, and I did nothing constructive. Instead I sat around, listening to music, thinking, stopping only for food and bathroom breaks. It's times like these where pseudo-meditating over a single thought can really help you, no matter what it is.

Remembering, recreating, regretting.

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