Tonight I ran errands instead of going out. I am getting rid of the last of my cold and want to be well for tomorrow night's drinking binge up at SU, or as I call it "Utopia", so I laid low and ran errands instead. The last of my tasks for the day was to spend $308 taking an unexpected eye exam and replacing the scratched-to-hell lenses on the glasses I bought in Vegas the day before the House of Blues Roach show in 2004. Since I had to wait 2 hours for them to be ready, I decided to do some shopping. Here are some random thoughts from my timekilling mallwalk:
-This place is a strangeland on Friday nights. It's mostly a lot of teenagers who seem to congregate outside of Spencer's/Hot Topic and randomly scream for no reason. I also saw a couple of double-daters who were way overdressed for a place where the closest thing to a five star dinner you'll get is Sbarro.
-A group of teenage guys tried to catch my attention as I was leaving the Food Court. Just because I look 18 doesn't mean I am. I just feigned deafness and walked away. The last people I need to be talking to are high school guys. It will just depress me. Why? I'm not quite sure. I know Ben and Zach. That's where my underage circle of friends ends.
-Why are all the girly tops either slutty as hell or so completely juvenile a 3rd grader would wear it?
-I am WAY out of touch with hip hop. And I see why- a lot of what I heard in the stores tonight sucks pretty bad. Having said that, if we were to hear these same songs in a club after 5 drinks, I can 100% picture me and Shannon dancing like drunk fools as if they were the greatest songs we ever heard. I think one featured Andre3000 in it but I can't be sure. If a song where they sing "Walk It Out" sounds familiar, speak up. Because it's been in my head since I heard it.
-I bought a shirt at a place called "2 Cute." I now have to spend a few hours getting rid of some new self-hate I acquired as I signed the credit card slip.
-I really have no reason to go back to Sears ever again. The only thing that caught my eye was a t-shirt with Stewie on it that said "Time to be bad." and I'll be damned if I ever wear that.
-Another memorable shirt said "Who needs big tits?" I wonder how many friends would disown me if I showed up in that shirt. Although knowing my friends, I might actually gain some respect that I previously was lacking.
-I really hate people with strollers. Especially in The Icing. It's so cramped and tiny. What are you people doing there? What am I doing there?
-I hate the mall on Friday nights.
