Oh, the memories.
- Ticket to Blizzcon '08. What a fucking nerd.

As it turned out, an old highschool friend was getting married on the second day of the con - had to hop a train, train was an hour late, arrived just in time to look like an idiot trying to barge in on their ceremony, felt flustered and embarrassed so had a quick cig and a cry, and then had to catch the train back, tottering all the way in high heels that hadn't been properly broken in. Did I mention that I'm a rumpled, hobo-y mess at the best of times? Didn't even get to have any of the undoubtedly delicious dinner, and is there another reason to attend the blasted things?

- A handful of commemorative spoons from various "noteworthy" places. One being the Coca-Cola factory from Godknowswhere. Can't remember now; makes them rather pointless really.

- A pack of cigarettes, which jump-started my habit. Damn it all.

- A miniature (about 12" long) shopping cart. I actually like this one. It just sits on my dresser looking amusing.

- About a million bags and pairs of shoes. I had a tire burst on the freeway once and had to call for a tow truck, as I know about as much about cars as Death knows about lowercase letters. I was suitably horrified when the nice man turned up and popped the trunk to reveal three large shopping bags worth of shoes - all mine - that I'd abandoned in there over the course of several weeks, as I would inevitably run out of the house in the morning barefoot, shoes in one hand, keys in the other, bag and other accoutrements balanced in the crook of one arm. I also didn't know the spare was under the carpet. I'm sure I'm blonde in every sense but the literal.

- A 300$ ring. I wear it every day, though, and love it, so I have to admit I don't think it's a waste.

- Lots of clothes that I should have realized wouldn't fit.

- About 800$ in computer parts. Now, I wouldn't say I regret it (too much), but one might think that food would have been a priority at the time, as I was living on rice, condiments, and the occasional goodwill of my friends. No? Well then.

- Two 'commemorative' postcards off eBay, to the tune of about 60$. Horrifyingly enough, I was sober at the time.
(Rem Sir, why are you thrashing about on the floor?, Thu 21 May 2009, 23:45, 4 replies)

Click
For the Terry Pratchett reference. Though he does use smallcase letters in Mort.
( MatJ LOOK, Fri 22 May 2009, 0:36, closed)

Same here
made me smile - just love that deadpan humour!
(nonstopdancer, Fri 22 May 2009, 10:45, closed)

Crap
Well, thank you. I haven't read that one in a while...yes, that'll do for an excuse.

But, I do know a little bit about them, you push the pedals to go forward and stop going forward, and the round thing dictates the direction of your forward motion. I guess it was an accurate metaphor after all?
(Rem Sir, why are you thrashing about on the floor?, Tue 26 May 2009, 4:51, closed)

I'm guessing
That you're not the thinnest girl in the world...
(Leyxia, Tue 26 May 2009, 18:04, closed)