sick

I must go to the grocery store. However, I haven't left the house all weekend. Or even gotten dressed, bathed, or anything else that would make me presentable enough to go to the grocery store. I have brushed my teeth, though; I have to draw the line somewhere.

If it were after midnight I could pass myself off as one of the crazies that wanders around the grocery store in the middle of the night, but it's only 6:00 pm, so I'll just put a hat on.

I played World of Warcraft for much of today. I haven't played for a couple months; I go through video game periods. I'll play for a week straight, then not touch them for months. Video games are something I need to work up motivation for, you know?

I generally play solo. I wonder what it would be like to have friends to play with? Most likely pretty annoying.

Ok, off to the store then.
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I'm back; the grocery store didn't even take half an hour. Going to the grocery store is like sex: in and out, and get it done with as quickly as possible.

I've decided that I'm eventually going to turn into one of those people who wanders around the store in his bathrobe in the middle of the night.

Anyway, now I have apples, oranges, bananas, carrots, and bread for another week. Also delicious Grafton cheddar cheese, which is ridiculously priced. But it's very tasty, so I splurged. And I'm not terribly worried about overspending on groceries.

Now I must decide if I should watch television, or go back to playing my game. I wonder what's on?