I'm a silly fluffy girl, I know.

Day Fiftybillionandtwelve. No Fanatica. Well, there's still a microscopic chance she appeared and that my brother took her up to my room and closed the door, but since he won't close the door when I ask him to do so and I'm in the room, I doubt he'd do it when I wasn't home to spaz about it. If he did, then you know you'll hear the scream.

Now, if you're wondering why you heard the geek scream before, I'll tell you why. Because no one told me Wonderfalls actually made it to DVD. Just that it was supposed to and was yanked.

But heaven help me if I didn't find it at the Target that usually sucks but instead was filled with goodness. WONDERFALLS. I don't think this can be stressed enough. I nearly had a heart attack right there. From joy.

( Shopping Spree )

Oi. I'm feeling guilty-ish just looking at that. But then I notice the bills and the guilt, she flows away.

And now the important news. I think the guy who delighted in robbing the store came in this morning. Only I'm not sure since it's been about two months since I saw him, and he didn't rob the place. He just acted really suspicious. Surprisingly, we ended up with the four cops on the Island who just don't give a damn. Should Officer CrispyFriedHair ever come in again, she'll be getting a giant helping of, "I'm sorry, there's a bitch surcharge. Maybe you should wait until Walmart opens."

Sigh, and of course tonight would be the night Kathleen's off and the night before the new guy starts. Oh, yeah. We've got a new guy. I'll meet him Saturday. And be freakishly jealous of the fact that he'll get to leave at 6. :/