Amberism

Why I hate the Superstore

So, I was driving along to Save On Foods to pick up groceries for the Halloween party and I was passing Superstore when I thought to myself that I've spent enough money and I should buck up and go to the Superstore to save some cash. It needs to be said that I despise the Superstore with every fibre of my being. Its messy, its crowded, the carts are too big, and everyone in there seems to have a stick up their ass.

I get in there and notice they have Hallween candy on cheaper than Wal-Mart, my second stop because I had promised Grandma I'd pick her up some the next time I was in the city. So, I phoned Grandma and asked her if she wanted some of this candy instead. I'm talking to her on my cell, and strolling down one side of the aisle, stopped to turn down another and this guy RAMMED INTO ME WITH HIS CART. I said a quick sorry and just waited for him to pass before turning into the other aisle. I just figured he rammed into me because I had stopped to turn, God forbid. Then the asshole goes into this tirade about other people also have lives they need to get on with and I'm not the only person who exists on this planet. The asshole rammed into me ON PURPOSE.

uh, what the fuck? If I wasn't on the phone with my Grandma I would have spewed a few unpleasant things back. Seriously, if I'm strolling too slowly through Superstore for your liking go around me. This isn't rocket science, we don't have to follow in a neat little line throughout the store. Jackass. His karma will come to him.

However, then I went to Wal-Mart (temporary bann lifted from Wal-Mart because Halloween stuff is WAY cheaper at Wal-Mart and sometimes you have to give a little if you still want to buy groceries and pay the mortgage). Wal-Mart was just as busy, yet everyone seemed to be able to get around and be pleasant without any cart ramming and other annoying crap that goes on at the Superstore, like being forced to bag my own groceries. A clerk even brought me a cart, un-provoked, because he thought I needed one.

My hate of Superstore increased exponentially today, but I suspect I saved about $75 for my troubles. I'm not entirely sure it was worth it, though.

Nothing, really. Deal.

My horoscope for tomorrow claims that problems with partners will be mind-boggling. Steve's claims not to expect help from his partner because she won't be of any. I wonder if we should even speak to each other at all tomorrow?! Jeez. You'd think I'd stop reading these stupid horoscopes, but I'm addicted to the lame-ass proclamations that never come true.

I had a surprisingly busy day, considering I never set foot out the door which is actually a real shame because it was truly a beautiful day that deserved to be enjoyed. But anyway, I created a bat cave in my living room (you all want a bat cave, admit it), cutting out reams of stagalite (stagalite? I trust you know what I mean) and bats and rats and then hanging black streamers and even more bats from the ceiling. Trust me, it looks cool. I added some bling to Steve's costume which is thisclose to being complete, tomorrow I'll sew on buttons and that's it! Then I have to make my own costume, but that should be easy. I also made cupcakes, and dinner, carved two pumpkins and uh... yeah. It seemed productive. Cutting out stagalite is really time consuming.

This year for the pumpkin carving contest at Steve's work I've carved the head of a woman on a platter. She's going to be complete with blood and a wig and she's got freaking looking eyeballs in her head. These things bring me joy. Steve says I need children to bring meaning to my life, but I suspect the addition of children will just mean that Halloween will explode two-fold, you know, for the children.

Now there are two updates on my site. The excitement? Never ends.

Not dead. Not vacationing either.

When you don't have to sit down at the computer every day for work, or school, you don't tend to keep up with your online life much to the dismay of a few of my email buddies who are getting irritated that I don't email them as often as I promised I would sans job. Nevermind the folks I haven't sent off an email to in *months*.

The good life is actually a little lame. I don't get all that much accomplished even without the annoying "working for a living" gig. I have no idea why that is, although the sleeping in til 10:00 might have something to do with it. Ok, sleeping til 10:00 was just today, I have this sinus thing going on that I can't seem to shake and I'm usually up by 9:00 but the hour doesn't seem to make any difference in tackling the ol' "to do" list.

I spent the morning going over my budget, so I'm thoroughly depressed. To ease my depression I'm going Halloween shopping! hee! Shopping! Halloween! I'm going to look for cheap fabric at the thrift store to make Steve his costume but I'm not going to tell you what he's going as so I can post pictures of our Halloween shing-dig of him in his costume. heh.

I have a super cute animal picture to post at some point, so stay tuned. I'll be back.

Happy Fearthainn Day!!!

The ol' sister turns very old today! Hee! Tomorrow (because today is turkey day and everything is closed on turkey day) we're going to the spa to celebrate her aging process. All girls, when they turn 30, deserve a day at the spa and she will not miss out!

We did fun things today, including going to an alpaca farm to buy alpaca wool. I bought already-spun wool while Fearthainn bought that stuff unspun so she can practice with her new spinning wheel. She's currently downstairs spinning away and I'm about to go down and knit. It's circa 1870 around here these days! I love it! If you're ever on the island, I gotta say that the Blue Stone Alpaca farm is COOL and the lady that owns the farm was really awesome and friendly. Drop by and buy some wool from her!

In other happy, happy news, I got the third highest mark in the last completed class maintaining my A+ average I've got going on in my second attempt at school. Me, very smart. Potential employers take note.

Since it is thanksgiving, I'm sending a big warm hug to all my readers and friends and family out there. I'm thankful for the lot of you!

The weatherman was once again fooled by The Chaos Theory. Chaos is everywhere.

It was suppose to be horrendously grey and bleak until Tuesday, yet today it is another beautiful day in the neighbourhood. Yesterday grey and bleak, but today? Today it is summer once again. There are serious perks to living here, especially considering it sucks, weatherwise, in Calgary. Na na nana na.

My stomach-ache appears to be a figment of my imagination. I can't decide if this is a good thing or not. I am not dying of anything, that the doctor can determine at any rate, and all tests declared that I am fine. Remarkably healthy in fact. The next time I have a tummy ache I am suppose to rush in immediately so he can see me while in the throes of pain. Except, honestly? It's not like I cripple over from the pain or anything, it's just more annoying than stop-the-presses!. He keeps asking me if my ovaries feel alright and I keep saying that as far as I'm concerned they do (because what do ovaries feel like on any given day, really?). Then I started a little internet search to determine the root of his questions about my ovaries, and woah boy, that was a bad idea. The root of his questions seem to stem from ovarian cancer and that was a little thought I didn't need in my head because the minute you start looking up crap like that, you start to imagine all the awfulness of it and I love me my ovaries. For the record, ovarian cancer needs more money thrown at it. The breasts? They're golden. Lets move on to the ol' ovaries ladies and I'd like a blue ribbon, or maybe green.

In other news, I'm busy with my newest course which is environmental law and ethics and it's incredibly boring. A lawyer I will never be, but some of the readings are funny and I intend to post a few quotes here at some point so you, too, can laugh at the lawyers and their funny quotes :).

Back to the grind of reading about law and attempting to sell my condo in Calgary. Anyone want a condo in Calgary? It's cool!

uh-oh.

Let this be a lesson, damn masters, that to ignore me is to suffer the consequences of my wrath.

(I think the spoon is a nice touch, myself. And oh - that pillow? Was wrapped in a Nautica pillow case worth about $30 a pillowcase).