Is there a "store" worse that F*@%ing Wal-mart.  I hate it, hate it , hate it.  But then again I HATE shopping (I won't get into the climate of rabid consumerism run rampant in this country's culture because I just don't have a hundred years to kill).  Knowing this (my hatred of shopping and especially Wal-mart) some friends of mine decided that they had to go to Wal-mart before we headed  for drinks and trivia at a local pub, until one friend was too ill to go (Feel better myclette   ).  I sat in the parking lot of that soul-robbing entity like a clown waiting for two more clowns to finish buying something they didn't even need!!!!  I wanted to set my hair (well what's left after my latest re-birth/renewal ritual) on fire!!  Why? Why would they do this?  I started to get out my buspass and take the metro home but my best-friend would probably scold me for doing so.  I just needed to get that out, I'm fine now.

Goddess Bless