A Daily Diary: A Day That I'm Not Ashamed Of.

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Thursday, October 9, 2014

A Day That I'm Not Ashamed Of.

Approx. 9 p.m. Today, I printed out the first few chapters of my book. I edited the first one before gathering the large and HEAVY stack of used magazines and biking them up to the thrift store. They needed them more than I did, trust me. April gave me three bucks to go shopping with and I tend to do very well with that, God Willing in Jesus Name, Amen, and come away with a lot of stuff for that little.

Plus, it was half priced day. I got that Paris sign I've been wanting and a photo album, both of which I had been looking at for WEEKS! So thrilled! I also dug through a lot of books and brought new ones home. Dare I say that I'm running out of room and need to hurry and read them.

There was another thrift store I stopped in and aside from trying on 30 dollar consignment trenchcoat which I wished to cosplay a fem-Castiel in, I didn't have anything eventful happen. I left empty-handed.


However, I did FINALLY visit this antique shop, which was only open from Thursday to Sundays at certain times. Lots of antiques, mostly furniture. I chatted with the kind old lady there who was exceedingly curious about what I was doing.

She wanted to know if I was a collector, I wasn't. She noticed I was taking pictures and she asked what they were for, I said for a site (my Blogger) and I like to write nice things about what I enjoyed there. She thought it was nice. I took more photos before she asked about it again.

She wasn't comfortable with me putting the pictures on the internet...in the sense that she would be fine but she doesn't think her boss would like it much. So, I agreed not to put them on the internet, and I won't. I did keep the pictures as well. We just agreed that they stay off the internet...and for me to stop taking pictures there ever again.

Anyway, I liked this old safe they had. It gave me a special feeling, like a little kid, to touch it's heavy steel door. There were paintings and boudoirs. A Red Skelton giant coloring book which was awesome. Old tin lunchboxes. China sets (which she thought was being sold way cheap at about 2 bucks a glass.) We talked a little more before I went on my way.

At the first thrift shop, in the total two trips I made, I got an organizational tray for April. A magazine. A book on the young Elizabeth II, A Danielle Steele book which intrigued me (a man finding out the life of an 18th century woman), another book about getting up and following your dreams. Another about decorating a child's room...I wonder if that's all of that list. I'm probably missing something.

Of course, the Paris picture I spoke of and the photo album.

I came home, tired, and added to my new photo album with various scraps, cards, and family photos, and extra photos which were stuffed into my first album. I showered, dressed, and edited the second chapter of the book while the cat slept on my arm. And the third chapter during dinner. Rob made pasta with hamburger and bacon. I had two bowls and it was FANTASTIC!! WOOT!

Then I went online and watched music videos, browsed social networks, but here you have me. I should head to bed at a normal night time.


April is disagreeing with Second Life Economy right now.

9:26 p.m. I just went to literally take some pictures just for the blog, which will, if God Wills in Jesus Name, Amen, also be meant for my offline journal book, Part Seize. Could not be prouder of today.

9:30 p.m. The latest song by Yvlis to get stuck in my head: Mr. Toot. Hilarious.






9:38 p.m.I just looked up opinions on this song. What am I doing! I need to brush my teeth and try to go to bed. I'm tempted to play it again but I don't want April to be bothered with it. Looks like I have a new favorite band. P.S. There will be no illegal downloading. Ever. Thanks.

9:44 p.m. I'm still editing my blog. :P

EDIT: I went to bed around 10-something and woke up at about 2 a.m. I made outlines for the Dream Dcotor chapters, played HOURS of neo, and now my blog book.



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