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Jul. 18th, 2007 09:57 amI'm a petty, petty child. I resent a certain someone popping up on my birthday to hog my cake and blather on about this big ol' party they want people to throw for them, complete with road trip, while I was facing a week's worth of no plans because they couldn't be bothered to do a damn thing for me. I resent it more when I'm being used as the goddamned secretary for the trip, when again, the last friggin' party I had was when I was 17 and that was less a party and more... numerous people happened to come and go from my house. The resentment builds when I realize that in addition to shelling out money for gas to go on this stupid trip, there's the hotel where she made sure to overshare her birthday night plans [I don't want to think about the two of them ever having sex, okay? Just... no.], the having to spend a fortune to go along with her to Medieval Times, then she's got like six other places planned, and y'know what? Fuck it. I love her, I bitch about her mightily, but I'll be damned if I'm going to go on a road trip I know will drive me crazy and I know full well NONE OF US can afford. That's right. She's getting hitched [still seems to be the plan] less than a month after this, they're perpetually broke as it is, and she wants to blow how much on her birthday?
I realized all this yesterday, the whole not going to go and you can't make me bit, anyway. But today she's just pretty much ordered me to buy her an overpriced gift bag her cats will just pee on, if she ever lets them back in the house, that is. They're nifty, yes, but buying them would cost more than half of what she paid for my gift! Including wrapping! Of course, letting me know that my gifts were bought on super-fun-employee discount day isn't necessarily a good idea, but even if they weren't, I can do simple math.
Anyway. Moral of this story: If you're going to crap out on doing a damn thing for my birthday for the second or third year in a row, and never, ever, EVER go all out for me to begin with, asking me to do a ton of stuff for you is beyond rude. Especially when you make this request on my birthday.
Ari at least just hinted as to what she _wanted_ for hers, not "hey, throw me a giant traveling party, kay?" Which I should write down somewhere, like maybe the calender she gave me.
Oh, and the official birthday haul is this:
the first 3 Rozen Maiden volumes
a Storm graphic novel/book/thing that's autographed, and I might actually know what exactly it is if I opened it
Tori Amos: Piece by Piece, hardcover
annnnnd body lotion, body butter, and body spray [?] from ari. Green and kinda summery from Victoria's Secret.
I also used the coupon Cass gave me to save, what, $10 when I spent $50 or more. Which was harder than you'd think. Originally the plan was to get the other volumes of Rozen Maiden, but naturally that plan was thwarted by them only having volume #5. But they did have the newer Fruits Basket, so I need a third volume of any Tokyo Pop manga [it was free, dammit] and I think I settled for Peach Girl something or other. Which killed $20, for those of you playing along. I found a super expensive magazine [Charmed] which killed another $10. Newest It Girl novel took another $10, and then I loaded up on the sales table stuff. Four books I don't recall at the moment, but seem awfully tempting in my hazy memory. Thing is, this still left me with about two bucks to kill. By this point I'd forgotten I was going to go back for one of the other clearance books and Mom was looking for the other book by the person who wrote 'The Scot, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.' I found it, but didn't realize it since it was on a different shelf from The Scot... The Kitchen Witch won the chance to come home with me. Had they required another book, I was going for the other one by whomever wrote Bitten & Smitten. Next time, T.S. Next time. Of course, when it was all over I'd spent something like $46 bucks and then it spit out another coupon with which to save $5 off the next $25 purchase or something along those lines.
Yeah, you know I'm going back.
I should wrap those books and give them to myself as gifts. Yes.
I realized all this yesterday, the whole not going to go and you can't make me bit, anyway. But today she's just pretty much ordered me to buy her an overpriced gift bag her cats will just pee on, if she ever lets them back in the house, that is. They're nifty, yes, but buying them would cost more than half of what she paid for my gift! Including wrapping! Of course, letting me know that my gifts were bought on super-fun-employee discount day isn't necessarily a good idea, but even if they weren't, I can do simple math.
Anyway. Moral of this story: If you're going to crap out on doing a damn thing for my birthday for the second or third year in a row, and never, ever, EVER go all out for me to begin with, asking me to do a ton of stuff for you is beyond rude. Especially when you make this request on my birthday.
Ari at least just hinted as to what she _wanted_ for hers, not "hey, throw me a giant traveling party, kay?" Which I should write down somewhere, like maybe the calender she gave me.
Oh, and the official birthday haul is this:
the first 3 Rozen Maiden volumes
a Storm graphic novel/book/thing that's autographed, and I might actually know what exactly it is if I opened it
Tori Amos: Piece by Piece, hardcover
annnnnd body lotion, body butter, and body spray [?] from ari. Green and kinda summery from Victoria's Secret.
I also used the coupon Cass gave me to save, what, $10 when I spent $50 or more. Which was harder than you'd think. Originally the plan was to get the other volumes of Rozen Maiden, but naturally that plan was thwarted by them only having volume #5. But they did have the newer Fruits Basket, so I need a third volume of any Tokyo Pop manga [it was free, dammit] and I think I settled for Peach Girl something or other. Which killed $20, for those of you playing along. I found a super expensive magazine [Charmed] which killed another $10. Newest It Girl novel took another $10, and then I loaded up on the sales table stuff. Four books I don't recall at the moment, but seem awfully tempting in my hazy memory. Thing is, this still left me with about two bucks to kill. By this point I'd forgotten I was going to go back for one of the other clearance books and Mom was looking for the other book by the person who wrote 'The Scot, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.' I found it, but didn't realize it since it was on a different shelf from The Scot... The Kitchen Witch won the chance to come home with me. Had they required another book, I was going for the other one by whomever wrote Bitten & Smitten. Next time, T.S. Next time. Of course, when it was all over I'd spent something like $46 bucks and then it spit out another coupon with which to save $5 off the next $25 purchase or something along those lines.
Yeah, you know I'm going back.
I should wrap those books and give them to myself as gifts. Yes.
