December 2, 2000 - 11:49 pm
So, I attempted to go to the mall tonight.
It was all too horrible. There were a million people and most of them looked like they were ten, but might have had weapons. They seemed to be in that surly junior high stage. You know, that's when you peer through your greasy hair at everyone and try to look as bored as possible. It's basically like a Cavin Klein commercial, but without leather pants.
Then they were all waiting for their parents to pick them up and there was a horrible traffic jam as all the SUV-Moms were waiting for their horrifying children. I will not do that again. I refuse to shop until I can get back to my nice hippy town. I'll take muttering homeless people over surly pre-teens who may or may not be armed.
13 . . . 12 3/4 . . . 12 1/2 . . .
