D00med
Some days it really isn't worth getting out of bed. Or maybe it's the not getting out of bed until after midday part that's the problem. Either way, by the time I'd got myself organised to head into town it was fairly clear that I wasn't going to manage to grab lunch and get to my originally planned showing of Seabiscuit, so I switched to Plan B (watch Finding Nemo again). This left me time to potter around the shops (ooh! shiny discs!) and scope out cocktail kit. I headed down to the cinema to pick up a ticket before getting lunch, only to find that the 3pm showing of Nemo was already sold out and there was a huge queue for the box office (so little chance of getting a ticket and lunch in time for the 3:30 showing), so I switched to plan A' (the later showing of Seabiscuit) and went for pizza. After lunch, the queue was gone, so I went to get my ticket, only to find that contrary to their listings (including the ones on the wall of the cinema), there was in fact no late afternoons showing, only an evening one.
At this point, I decided to cut my losses, finish the shopping and head for home. In the last charity shop I went into, I spotted a book I wanted, except oops: no cash. The first cashpoint I go to, one machine is dead, and the other happily dies whilst dealing with the woman in front of me - apparently debiting her account but not giving her any cash. So I go to another bank, get some money out and head back to the charity shop - only to find that in the mean time somebody has bought the book I wanted. Argh! Clearly I need to do more work on the whole "cutting losses and heading home" thing. Bath ballistics from Lush, comfort food from Sainsbury's and I really do head home. After repeated squeeing at the Prizoner of Azkaban trailer (GIP!) and some "shooting virtual bad guys with a light gun" therapy, I am feeling much better (thankyou, Time Crisis 3). Even so, tomorrow may be the day to try out that whole not-getting-out-of-bed thing. I have wireless internet, so...
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huskyteer: Mac Eye for the Windows Guy (and there's more hilarity in the archives)
At this point, I decided to cut my losses, finish the shopping and head for home. In the last charity shop I went into, I spotted a book I wanted, except oops: no cash. The first cashpoint I go to, one machine is dead, and the other happily dies whilst dealing with the woman in front of me - apparently debiting her account but not giving her any cash. So I go to another bank, get some money out and head back to the charity shop - only to find that in the mean time somebody has bought the book I wanted. Argh! Clearly I need to do more work on the whole "cutting losses and heading home" thing. Bath ballistics from Lush, comfort food from Sainsbury's and I really do head home. After repeated squeeing at the Prizoner of Azkaban trailer (GIP!) and some "shooting virtual bad guys with a light gun" therapy, I am feeling much better (thankyou, Time Crisis 3). Even so, tomorrow may be the day to try out that whole not-getting-out-of-bed thing. I have wireless internet, so...
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