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In Which Several Hundreds of Pounds are Spent in Two Hours
I got paid today, so I convinced myself that shopping with the family might be a good idea, because if I felt tired or sore, I could just get back in the car and get home. Of course, I forgot about supermarket Hell until I entered Asda and saw that about seven million other people had had the same idea. Nonetheless, we got the grocery shopping done and I finally managed to finish off my Christmas shopping, which had frankly been stressing me out. (See 2004 and 2003 entries for the requisite rant about commercialism and my playing into it.)
I picked up the Johnny Cash tribute album, finally, for my dad, as well as some good quality Scottish whisky. I bought the book of Jamie's Italy for my aunt, and I'm doing my best not to decide to keep it after all given that I love Jamie Oliver's recipes and Italian food. Feh. I'll give her that, along with a gift of that fabulous black pasta ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
fioredelmale urged me to get in Venice, along with that ostentatious £12 French paté. I suppose drunken purchases are useful, after all.
That said, I did get something back from the Capitalist Consumerist Companies today. A few days ago, I was browsing through Yo!Sushi online, and it had a feedback form. I filled in what I loved about that conveyor-belt-restaurant-o'doom, but also mentioned that I found the service to be lacking a little. (I'm not one to complain about service, being British and inhibited and all that, but the service there is notoriously slow and surly.) I came home today to a £20 voucher from them. Ahahaha. Sushi in the New Year? I think so. >:)
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AMEN! I kept my cool when I did that this morning. However now I am about to embark upon my journey into the land of CVS. You know, that pharmacy place that has everything else under the sun that no one needs, ever. If I don't return, tell everyone I *was* something special, once.
LOL!!! Merry Christmas Becky!!
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Merry Christmas, you nutter. ;)
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Also looking at your Narnia review and thinking about our conversation; I'm getting the DVDs of the old BBC series for Xmas, and Rem (who never read the books) actually seems keener to see those than the movie. I find that I feel the same way. We may have been fuelled by watching The Box of Delights, an early-80s product of BBC childrens' programming, and an absolute delight, with any religion that turns up feeling... fitting. In general, a tale of Good versus Evil, as opposed to Propagandist versus Little Children.
It was on back when you and I would've been about three/four years old, but Mum watched it back then, so I've had the videos for years, and am very happy to have it on DVD since the vids have now gone crackly. But I've been wondering if you ever got to see it, or if you know the original John Masefield book(s)...
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I remember watching the old series and not wanting to hurt something, so I think I probably liked it and that you've done the right thing going for the "men in fursuits", as
Yeah, Kelly had me in stitches (pun not intended) with all that stuff. It cheered me up somewhat, but dude, am I glad the surgery's been done. That'll learn my body not to put me through it. Hee!
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Good news about the Yo!Sushi voucher though. Enjoy! :)
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I shall enjoy the voucher, oh yes. Tuna of the world, tremble!
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Jamie Oliver has the thickest tongue in all of Christendom. Fact.
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Thank you, and Buon Natale! ;)
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Aww! Thank you! ;)
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You're kidding? People just ran that poor woman over for a supermarket? I swear there's something about the "SALE" sign that triggers Manchurian Candidate-esque murderous tendencies in people.
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*doesn't know which she loves more* egad
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