but I won't, no, I will fight this.
went to bed bath and beyond to buy a present for a wedding I'm going to this weekend (specific subject not to be discussed in public entry), and really wanted to buy myself something too as kind of a personal reward for being, uh, me, but I couldn't find anything and it was really frustrating. kinda want a new tablecloth, a bread box, a candle holder, a thing that you set bacon on in the microwave. they had all this stuff but I couldn't bring myself to buy it. So I left with nothing but this ass ugly soap dispenser from the wedding registry.
I think if I ever get married I'll have my sister or somebody register for me, that way it'll be done with, but I'll be surprised. And I know my sister wouldn't pick out crap.
I digress... my point was that bed bath and beyond was depressing after wandering around so long wanting to find happiness in the material things and not finding it. I came home and made macaroni and cheese and thought about life some more. long sighs.