Wednesday, February 18

Ümläüts... ¨

Went to IKEA for the first time ever today. It wasn't so bad, really. i was kind of expecting more of a zoo, to be honest, but i guess a late Thursday afternoon is a good time to go! Got a stainless steel mixing bowl (i can finally stop making muffin batter in my saucepan) and a box-style cheese grater to replace the old one we had with its one remaining plastic side on the metal itself, resulting in a very precarious experience every time cheddar was showered on soup. Also picked up a PEVA shower curtain (the whole reason for going in the first place), some tea lights (hey, they were cheap and smelled like vanilla, what's a girl to do?), and a small wand (apparently of the magic variety) that purports to foam milk right there in your cup there. Well howdy-do! Is this as exciting to anyone else as it is to me? i will report back on that once i've procured the 1.5V batteries.

Impulse-purchased some Swedish Fish (damn you, IKEA!) at the check-out, promptly ate most of the bag. April convinced me to do the Self-Checkout, and it was remarkably easy... i wanted to try it because i had never done it before and she was there with me and said she does it all the time... i guess i just always felt like it was wrong somehow, that machines were taking over human jobs and why the fuck are people so afraid to interact with other people anyway? In any case, i probably won't do it again. Although i totally could have stolen a chocolate bar that wouldn't scan, but i did the right thing and gave it to an employee... one more thing: they have Cloudberry Preserves there. Cloudberry! i felt like Veruca Salt in there: Who's ever heard of a Cloudberry? It was truly magical. Next time, next time...

(By the way, can someone actually go ahead and just build Willie Wonka's chocolate factory? i'm all over that. We need the golden tickets and everything... for serious, though.)

In other news:

PJ Harvey and John Parish are touring the US; will be in LA on March 23rd. The hefty price tag ($48) will probably keep me away from this one, even though i would kiss her feet if i could. Also, i would rather see her just on her own (wasn't extremely crazy about Dance Hall At Louse Point), but if i find out that she sang "Silence" and i missed it, then off of a cliff i will go.

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