Daily Update

I was determined to get some of my Christmas shopping done last night. I had a plan, I had the determination, and the means to get to the designated retail locations. But first my stomach was speaking to me. And it was using harsh language.

On the way home I stopped by the cleaners to pick up some of my shirts. Fault Line cleaners to be exact. Kami knows which one. So I was picking up one shirt in particular that they had ruined some months before. Not only was it returned to me with more stains on it, it also had puncture marks, and cutting marks in it as well. After the manager looked at it, he was sure that it was "Moths". That is terrible news because this is the first cleaners, the first people in this civilized country of ours to discover Moths that will eat Cotton AND Spandex; its a stretchy shirt you see. When i first looked at it, it looked like they had used it to clean up an oil stain. and then threw it into the gears of some other machine. It was completely ruined! One of my three white shirts was gone! It WAS a nice one, but no longer. I was going to try to argue with their stupidity, but it was so pointless. Not only did they already try to tell me that Moths eat cotton now, they wouldn't even look me in the eyes. There must have been something really fascinating on the floors, ceiling, and walls when I was there. I could smell their fear. I even think one of them crapped his pants. He knew exactly how easy it would be for me to reach across the counter and snap his neck like a chicken. The manager was a little more questionable. He was korean, so he may have known Kung-fu. He stumbled around like any asian man, with his hands clasped behind his back. This guy was so dumb and annoying, I'm sure any of you would want to just choke him, even just running into him on the street. He also looked just like the korean dictator, Kim Jong Il. My dad urged me not to resort to violence, cause you never know how many security cameras creepy foreigners have. What a shady place. After I got home, I looked at it again, and noticed that the damage was much more extensive than I first noticed. The back of this once nice dress shirt was slashed in multiple places. As I sit back in my chair, I must tell myself that I'm the fool for waiting so long to get this situation resolved. Next time, if there ever is one, there will be blood to pay, or money.

Last night I didn't know what else to do after I went to get food. So I wandered around 'Linens N Things' while eating my Panda Express and talking to Jeff on the phone trying to get ideas for gifts. Although I had intentions of getting stuff, I backed out. I'll probably wait until the last minute like usual. After that, I ended up over at Jeff's and we started planning/designing our Gingerbread Houses for this weekend at Greenfield. Or should I say Gingerbread Chateaus. Its' going to be awesome.

I just finished listening to Prince Caspian from Narnia. It was more amusing than the last book. It will be interesting to see how they do the movie.

Lunch was sponsored by In N Out today. It was annoying cause I sat next to a bunch of high school kids who knew a lot of Nothing. They apparently were attempting to act smart at ucla.