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Wandered up to southland, and I swear to god someone's been urinating in the gene pool. I mean, you're used to the standard types you get when shopping: the screaming kids, the chronically sleep-deprived parents that walk into your path with huge strollers without warning, the befuddled elderly couples that somehow manage to take up four-meter-wide walkways. But this.....Jeeeeeeeesus.
I tend to take a surgical strike approach to shopping. I go in, get what I need, and get the fuck out. Unless it's early morning, or I'm nosing through fabric stories and cheapie shops (I have a terrible weakness for cheapie shops, they just have so many useful things!) , my patience only goes so far. And even then, when browsing, I don't take up an entire aisle, I stay the fuck out of people's way and generally don't act like a mooing idiot who thinks the whole store and all within exist solely to pander to her and her alone.
This concept has escaped many people.
Anyway; 7kgs of rat food, some new arches, snackie treats, and a new kettle. Two stores. Grab some KFC and bring home for lunch. Sounds simple, but took over two fucking hours. And on the way out, I notice something that dear mister
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Beer brewing kits. He now has two of them. And all manner of accoutrements - bottles, sterilising kits, gauges, bottle brushes, tappers, carbonation drops, ginger beer bases - he's torn between "but is not my birthday yet" and "WANT MAKE PLAY NAOOOO"
hehehe. spoiled mmyses :D
In other news. Kmemes are still eating my soul. But it gives me something to do while cleaning things up before I put in my SWANKY NEW 500GB SCRATCH DRIVE FOR MVIDDING! *squee*
(and a new USB card and DVD burner, but they are as naught compared to NEW SCRATCH DRIVE SO I CAN FUCKING WELL MVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!!)
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Date: 2010-02-06 01:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-06 01:50 pm (UTC)...This is probably why
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Date: 2010-02-06 03:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-06 03:03 pm (UTC)THEY ARE FROZEN. POTATO SLICES. THERE'S NO GODDAMN SCIENCE OR APPROVAL BOARD BEHIND THEM!
(in other news, our colibans are going nuts :D Come winter we'll be ferreting about for our roast taters :D)
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Date: 2010-02-06 04:35 pm (UTC)