Time not spent studying.

So I'm looking at this packet of silica gel that came in the shoes I just bought (you know, to keep them fresh), and it says, "do not eat," (as all silica gel packets do) and I'm thinking to myself, "would anyone capable of reading this actually eat it?" Well, I for one feel lucky that I now won't make that mistake.

I bought a lot of stuff yesterday. i only really kept track of the money I spent in the first store, and the rest is kind of a blur. I only go shopping maybe twice a year for clothes, so I feel it's justifiable, but I'm pretty sure I went overboard. Not enough to regret it, as they're all things I need, but enough that towards the end of the endeavor I felt that grumpy feeling I get when I spend too much time in any store. I really do hate shopping, and the mall, but some things are necessary. I mostly did my own shopping too, even though I had my personal shoppers there. They're the main reason I don't feel the grumpy feeling sooner any more. That was a somewhat awkwardly phrased statement. I finally bought a p coat, something I've wanted since working at Disney. It got surprisingly cold there in the winter--especially at night--and they had these massive black p coats that were the warmest things ever. I so would have stolen it if it wasn't checked out by bar code under my name. The Fantasyland coat I wore my one night working at the pretzel wagon was also very warm, but definitely looked fantasy-ee enough that it wasn't steal-worthy. Anyway, back to the present of yesterday (I realize how redundant that sounds)...

Later that night I went to William James' house and played Guitar Hero for my very first time. We didn't stay long because I'm pretty sure all involved in the shopping felt a little nautious after Victoria Secret. Too many smells in one place for too long of a time. But it was nice to see old friends from high school. I actually still hang out with a lot of my friends from high school, only I don't really consider them as high school friends any longer, on account of us hanging out so much since high school ended 5 years ago. What's weird is running into people from high school that I don't see on a frequent basis. I liked the people then, but that doesn't mean I want to mindlessly chit chat with them. I hate that. If there's something I legitimately want to find out about someone I haven't seen in a while, or vice versa, that's cool, but if it's just about appearing nice and friendly and making conversation where it normally wouldn't be...I have no patience for that. I was never good at it and I hate being forced into it. But that didn't happen, so there you go. I was pretty okay at Guitar Hero, so I can see why people get adicted, but I was no scion by any measure, and I'm pretty sure it gave me carpal tunnel. By the way, speaking of my medical maladies...for anyone who's interested, I do not have leukemia. Kind of dissapointing. I expected my blood smear to show at least something interesting. All I found out is that I have pencil cells in there which means I'm anemic. I pretty much knew that. But it was cool to look around at all my nicely developed red and white blood cells and be proud of myself for that. A little worried that I've had cold like symptems for months and yet I have no extra white blood cells, thus implying my immune system may be crap, but proud nonetheless. The human body really is quite amazing. Such little machinery going on beneath our skin. I pocketed my smears, although I have no idea what I'll do with them now.