Spoil Yourself, Susan-Style
OK, so I am unwilling to spend $750 on a creepy snow globe (though I still wish their website made it clearer how to obtain one of those prints they’re rattling on about) but I am ready, willing and able to spend $35 on two really great-looking Todd Klein prints related to Neil Gaiman-y topics.
These are going to look great when framed and hanging in my library and were a good birthday gift to me. Which does not preclude my buying more gifts for me - I need to make that point clear - only that these were A good self-gift.
For those who are wondering because they do not already know, my birthday begins in August and runs the whole month, enabling me to buy whatever I want and do pretty much whatever I want, whining plaintively when I don’t get my way “But it’s my BIRTHDAY!” and then looking around to see if anyone is taking notice of me. The only one I know who puts up with that is MyTodd™, and he is a trifle deaf in one ear.
Ooooh! Happy thought. How nice will these look when framed and hanging in my library in close proximity to my much-adored Vincent Marcone print? Mmmmm. Oh I just got an art happy to go with my book happy from last night.
All of this goes to show that it pays to be more diligent in actually reading the feeds in my Google Reader. When I do read them (in this case Neil Gaiman’s blog) I learn the most fascinating things and enjoy new opportunities to Support the Economy.
However I must say that my closest friends, both online and offline are all completely lackadaisical, procrastinating bloggers. That’s tiresome to me for two reasons. A) It deprives me of the opportunity to read their musings and Support the Economy in ways they suggest, and B) It means I have to seek them out and connect with them in ways which are much less passive. Frankly, if they weren’t my friends I doubt I would bother. *ahem* Very sloppy, people, very sloppy. So here’s the question: Do I choose friends of a sort who are unlikely to blog and also basic Luddites? Or do they become that way once they’re my friends? One theory is more soothing to the part of me which believes it influences all the events around me, the other is more soothing to the part which believes everything’s just going to happen the way it happens, unordered, unreasoned and unstoppable.
Bonus question: Why is there always a major construction project on my street when I take a day off?
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(Also, this post has guilted me into making a half-assed update on my blog about why I’m having trouble making updates on my blog and why even I am sick of my whining.)
But nothing to blog about? Puh-leaze. When have I ever blogged about anything? My world is made up of random, useless, trivial bullshit experiences, which I am pleased to share with you - as it makes it all seem somehow less pathetic to be living it.