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July 26, 2005
Harry Potter...
Okay, so it's true, and people may or may not know this about me, but I'm quite into the whole Harry Potter thing. Okay, it's out in the open. Tim, if you're reading this and feel a demotion of title and role within the Rock is appropriate, I understand.
No, but seriously, I just finished the book last night. All in all it was a quick read, though I felt very disappointed as though the entire 650 pages were merely bringing together some previously loose ends and preparing readers for the seventh, and theorectically, final book.
I'm not going to give away any plot in case there are fellow readers out there, but the truth is that I was really disappointed because I realized that I am an incredibly optimisitic person and that I truly felt like that got squashed in my face. I was definitely holding out hope that some paticular character would prove to be good, but not so much. Boo for that, yo!
In other random rants about the book, there was far too much 16 year old romance to suit my tastes! Enough said.
Posted by Angelina at 03:03 PM | Comments (4)
July 17, 2005
The flesh won out at Wal-Mart...
Okay, so here's a bit of a fleshy story for you. I definitely just gave into my bad habit today....
So, Jamie Andrist has been kind of sick the past couple of days... and by kind of sick, I mean white bumps on the back of her throat and 102.7 degree temp. (btw-you can pray for her if it occurs to you) Being the friend that I am, I told her to let me know if there was anything that I could do for her since her roommates are out of town for the weekend.
So, I was out swimming at the pits today with some random 'friley' people, and Jamie calls.... dun-da-daaaaaaa... she needs NyQuil. Sweet, and I remembered to bring a couple bucks cash with me stowed away in my bag. So, I make Autumn run by Wal-Mart and then to Jamie's after the swimming.
I run into Wal-Mart real quick like with my cash in hand, still wet and sandy from the pit, and freezing cold because they apparently need to keep the temperature at the local Wal-Mart set at 32 degrees in mid-summer so as to keep the old lady at the door from melting.
Anywho, I get back by the pharmacy, go to grab some NyQuil, and realize they no longer stock the boxes on the shelf, and I must take on of those card things to the pharmacy counter. Seriously annoyed, though personally pleased that there is now a buying limit to drugs made make other drugs, I grab the card, and stand in line.
I finally get to the front of the line, and the guy asks for my ID! Right! Like I had ID on me!
So, I'm like, "Are you serious?"
He's like, "Yeah, we have to make sure you are you."
And I'm like, "Please, I just got done swimming, my friend and has a fever. I just need to buy her some medicine."
He's like, "You need an ID."
I'm like, "If I promise not to cook anything, can I just tell you my soc number or something."
He's like, "Nope."
I walk away, and mutter to myself, "F---ing A! What am I going to do now."
Now, the point of this being.... was that really necessary?? I mean, come on Angie, it's NyQuil, there's bound to be someone with a driver's license in the car. Sure enough, yes, and Jamie hopefully isn't dying, but man, my flesh won out at the Wal-Mart today! (and if you think about it you can pray for my terrible habit of swearing when I'm annoyed)
Posted by Angelina at 12:59 AM | Comments (3)