Friday Five

1. Do you like to shop? Why or why not?
By and large, no. I get bored. It completely depends on the store, though. Clothes shopping, yuck — places like Pier 1 Imports, where I can just browse, are good.

2. What was the last thing you purchased?
Bottle of wine yesterday afternoon. Harmony Cellars merlot. (Harmony is a 12-person town near Cambria.)

3. Do you prefer shopping online or at an actual store? Why?
Store; I like to try things on, or look through them, or see how they actually look.

4. Did you get an allowance as a child? How much was it?
Yeah. Five cents for a long while, later 15.... I never did anything for it, though. Later I might have been given a few dollars a week, or something. But my parents bought me pretty much anything I wanted, anyway, and I didn't ask for too much. Except books. When books started getting expensive and I kept buying them lots, my mom said I had to buy my own books. Most kids I knew had to buy their own clothes, and not their books. ;)

5. What was the last thing you regret purchasing?
Uh. Can't actually remember, since I don't buy things too often. Oh, I know, but I don't regret it too much: after I bought the two CDs from OTR (On the Rocks, Oregon State's a capella group), John's girlfriend Marcy said, "Oh, I have both of those, I would have burned them for you." But supporting OTR is good, too, just expensive.

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Full of turkey and gravy and stuffing and cranberries and yams and pumpkin pie and whatnot more for the second night in a row. And tomorrow morning there's a waffle "cook-off"/"-a-thon" — two or three different waffle recipes being taste-tested in our fine household. All thanks to my mother's friend Lin, who's joined us in Cambria subsequent to Thanksgiving.

I saw Anne today, and it was bittersweet as always. She's fun to talk to, but it's angsty as well, for ever so many numerous reason. I can't help but see reflections of her mother growing from every facet. She's constantly furious about having to live with her parents, but she doesn't see that it's partially accepting her mother's over-protectiveness that's causing her to have to do so. I can only wonder how much more I might have liked her if she hadn't had the cancer. Such a screwed up family, there, and Matt's now off to college (for his junior year, it turns out; he's 21 already, which I can't fathom).