Mall shopping. Not done but I dented the list, not panicking anymore just tired. With some luck I can wrap most of it up tomorrow. I felt so bewildered in a lot of the stores. It must have showed too because I usually attracted may-I-help-you people within seconds of entering, which wasn’t the worst thing because I was pretty lost. My most unique gift was probably leg warmers from campus crew. Everything else was pretty standard. Socks, chocolate covered blueberries, white sweatpants from roots, a pink western sweater, some yummy candy sticks, bug, stars and frog stickers. Bows and wrapping paper. I’ll visit Chapters and a comic book store tomorrow. I want to buy one of these head massagers too but can’t find one. I got a ton of Christmas cards too so if anyone wants one email me your address and you’ll get it sometime in January.

When I was at bulk barn (one of those bulk food bin places) I wanted to get some chocolate marshmallow wafer things so bad. Sooo bad. I resisted and just replaced my coffee supply. Just smelling the delicious hazelnut cream aroma from grinding the beans made my mouth water and triggered an instant withdrawal headache that I still have. The boycott is still strong though. Tomorrow morning will be tempting with my fresh supply in hand. Maybe I’ll just try smelling it.

Seems like all my subscriptions have been talking about dreams lately. I had a bizarre one last night. Involving little tiny monsters that looked a lot like pale flesh coloured wrinkly iszes. Little two-foot monsters that are all mouth and tiny little arms. The setting shifted and blended in typical dream like fashion to the various places that have been active in my consciousness; Workplace, campus buildings and tunnels, apartment and hometown. They kept biting into things and people effortlessly. Cleaving through anything. I was indifferent and horrified at the same time.  There was more to it but that’s all I remember. Iszes eating stuff.

PS: I could still use gift Ideas