(Originaly Entitled: “The Shopping Mall as a Metaphor for Life” but I totally lost that thread of thought.)
Well I went to see Resident Evil 2 yesterday… it was a good day. A very good day.
Spoilers ahead, if you haven’t seen the movie yet… but well get to those later, after a nice divider… made of tildes and asterisks… so if you don’t want to know anything about Resident Evil Apocalypse, then don’t read past there. So… yesh… what else have I done…
Oh well I suppose it would be disrespectful of me not to mention the fact that today is what…. 3 years since the Towers Fell. I certainly haven’t forgotten that day 3 years ago in Mr. Herrick’s art room staring unbelievingly at the news coverage on a 13 inch black and white TV… the only TV in the whole school the AV monitors hadn’t scooped up and made off with to prevent classes from being disrupted. The victims of that tragedy are still in my heart. Really that goes without saying.
Right then… I’ll get on with my recounting of events which occurred yesterday.
Well I bought a pound of Lemon Heads, And got a free half pound of Gummy bears, which I gave to my mom, to give to my brother when I gave her back the car keys. See I borrowed the car from her, while she was at work and went to see RE2 as a matinee, but I went to the mall early and went shopin too.
First stop Candy Express… for the Lemon Heads… then off to Best Buy for the RE1 Deluxe Edition DVD. That was a purchase I was quite happy with… poke about in Spencer’s gifts some… and The Old Game Shop… then discover why you should NEVER ask for assistance in the Disney Store… even if they can’t find what you were asking for they will try their hardest not to let you leave the store without buying SOMETHING.
Then to the Hot Topic. There I purchased two sets of arm warmers, on a bit of an indulgence and a Poster from the movie “Labyrinth.”
Then I went to Bugaboo Creek Steak House… had the Snowbird Chicken… gagged/choked on the last bit alone in the restaurant, because I’d gone alone… and in the effort to cough it up triggered my gag reflex resulting in a case of reverse peristalsis, and subsequently regurgitated all the chicken I’d eaten. I was highly unpleasant. It was also very embarrassing… at least I wasn’t wearing my arm warmers at the time or I’d have gotten vomit on them.
Then it was off to the movie. Hold the popcorn… for reasons already stated… the lemon heads came in handy there though.