Early Presents December 21, 2002 - 5:45 p.m.

I spent the evening running around with Becky.

Running around = Following her around while she did her last minute Christmas shopping.

They fucked up her layaway and put everything back out on the 'floor' two days earlier than they said they would.

She went to pick it up and found out the horrible news.

I say horrible because this layaway included four Spider-Man tshirts that the store no longer carries and her boyfriend was absolutely dying to have.

We searched all over the place for them, but they were gone.

So we wandered around complaining about the layaway service and trying to find substitute gifts.

We went to her Aunt's house (I used to stay/live there) and wrapped some presents.

Her aunt gave me an official movie poster of Scooby Doo. I got some scraps of Spider-Man wrapping paper from Becky. And she also gave me this groovy duster/sweater. It reaches about mid-calf on me.

I had intended on getting her a gift, but she'll have to wait a few weeks till Chris gets some money into the bank. :-P

Then we went to Denny's. I ate french toast and told the 'Sucma Cocks' story. (which I plan on relaying in here, just haven't yet.) They dropped me back off here. I wrapped presents, including two video games wrapped in spiffy Spider-Man paper, while watching the Christmas episode of My So-Called Life.

A few hours later I was asleep and Chris came home, bearing groceries and the last of my presents. I woke up, said 'Hi Sweety' and went back to sleep till about noon.

Oh, and he tormented me further by claiming one of the gifts was the 'out of print necessity' that's been plaguing my feeble little mind for weeks.

Now, remember, in my current 'condition', all of this could simply be a dream.

I suppose I'll find out when I wake up.

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