"It is easy to see the traits of Ichabod Crane in the light of a church rummage sale. "

Apparently, going out and getting very incredibly uncomfortably drunk on a Friday night leads to waking up incredibly early on Saturday. I don't think the partying stopped around my place until 5ish this morning. Sheesh. As I said, I got drunk last night and had fun with people. I wish I didn't have to get drunk to have social fun.

Yesterday I took the bus to Lr. Sackville which is apparently a two hour bus ride out of Halifax. I was going for Frenchy's and some new clothes. I don't know that I got much that was worth the ride, but now I have a couple of black sweaters, so that's sweet. Wait, I did get some things that were Amazing finds. I got the MLA handbook for $.50 Which is a guide to writing university style papers/research papers/essays. My teacher said if I plan on becoming an English major it's an incredibly good idea to get this book. So Yay! I also got Raise High the Roof Beams. Finally I purchased an anthology of Charlotte Perkins Gilman's short stories. I quite adore C.P.G. which makes me heavily question my status as a feminist. I keep deluding myself, "I'm not a feminist" I say. That's probably a big lie right? Am I telling myself stories?

Which brings me to today. [We skipped a bit, but it was mostly boring anyway. Drinking, drunk kids with cameras, walking, harbor, cartwheels on the boardwalk, playground ship, Perks, leading everyone home.]So I wake I at 7:30 when my alarm goes off, it goes off because I set it. I set it because I wanted to get some decent stuff at the rummage sale at the church on the corner. It was madness. Brynn and I walked down to it, buy he was overwhelmed and headed home shortly after. I bought four white plates and three large glasses, some greeting cards and a printer. The printer was mostly a whim and I would have been better off buying a tv. It turns out my computer doesn't even have a port to hook a printer into. I say BAH. So anyway, while shopping at the rummage sale I noticed the nature of everyone there. Much like Ichabod. Yay, I have an essay idea now. Which means that I shall commence writing it and be done before brunch!

[Music: Wax Mannequin - Dust Boy Rides the Train]