Showing posts with label petty jealousy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label petty jealousy. Show all posts

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Remember When People Went Shopping Without Perforating Someone's Liver?


Yeah, I don't either. Apparently, getting your paws on a DVD for $1.99 is vastly more precious than human life (well, that was pretty obvious, to be fair) and is totally worth fighting a stranger over. Hey clever clogs: have you heard of this thing they have, Netflix? It's where you can rent lots and lots of DVDs for only a few dollar-ninety-nines per month. Unless you feel that your home library is not complete without season three of My Name is Earl in the permanent collection.

Some things I didn't buy today because I TOTALLY CHOSE NOT TO included a Kindle, one of those robot vacuums (don't worry, not a robot like in Rocky IV), some cool clothes that don't look like something from the Red Cross post-hurricane, a yogurt machine (not a yogurt maker, a machine that ejects a spurt of yogurt on command), and a luxurious pair of plastic shoes lined with plastic "fur".

And I didn't want ANY of it, THANK YOU!