hummingwolf | Sunday, October 23rd, 2005

So I was leaving the store on Saturday after buying some of those little items which are so necessary for my glamorous lifestyle when it occurred to me that the total the cashier rang up was substantially less than the running estimate I'd been keeping in my head while shopping. Taking out the receipt to look at it more closely, I realized that she'd forgotten to ring up the package of extra-soft toilet paper (glamorous, see?). I determined to be an honest woman and went back to the clerk to explain the mistake. Well, the clerk couldn't ring up the extra item on her own, so one of the guys came over, looked at the receipt, decided I'd been overcharged for something and gave me another dollar and change. I patiently pointed out that that hadn't been the problem at all--I was here to pay more money, not get money back. He looked again, rang me up again, and finally let me pay for my toilet paper.

If the universe thinks I need more money, it's certainly right. However, it's going to have to give it to me without store clerk confusion being involved. And, as a humble suggestion, I think it should be giving me more than $4 at a time.

Anyway, I obviously got out of the house yesterday, after spending a couple days stuck in the house. Didn't walk all that far--maybe a mile and a half total--but half of it was in the cold rain. A fireman greeted me on the sidewalk with a big smile and a "Glorious day outside, uh?" Heh. He was cute.

( skeery dreams )

This morning my body refused to let me go where I wanted, so I alternated between bathroom and computer chair. Someone had posted to

fibromyalgia (with two different usernames) something about being given "the mission from God to make the world more aware of spirit companionship"--specifically the companionship of her dead boyfriend. I checked out the friends pages of a couple of her identities, saw that she had posted the same to rather a lot of communities, and I responded to several entries with: