I have not bothered to post here in quite awhile. Go me. I've been extremely busy/trying to keep myself busy with random to-do lists and work, which of course sucks the life out of me. Aside from that, I have found that holiday shopping is like venturing into the woods at night; you never know what's going to happen, you're scared, defensive, and strange things come leaping out at you.

Take for instance, this person at the store today. You would think an entire store is big enough for a crowd of people, right? Wrong. I had some weird guy come charging up to me (why do the weird people always find me?) in the gift basket aisle (btw I enjoy a good gift basket myself) and he started whining about how much he wished he could buy a basket for his wife. I mean, he was literally whining like a child. Out loud. In front of people. I don't know what he was trying to get at, but for the love of all things good in the world I just about had a breakdown due to his ridiculous whining. What grown man whines about such a thing? Of course, I had not planned an escape route and was blocked by not one, but three shopping carts. Word of warning: always plan an escape route when shopping during the holiday season. I swear it saves lives, people. It saves lives!