1.29.2004

Well, fruitful trip to Watertown. Michelle's ticket got reduced to $0 but there were still $38 worth of court costs to contend with, but we still got out at approximately half-price. We wanted to hit the outlet mall on the way home to see if I could find some shoes, since mine are well on the way to being broken. We got there at 6:30 and every store in the damn place was closed. No big sign, no bad weather, just...closed. We decided to buzz to the Janesville mall to check the two shoe stores there, but the weapon shop is BEFORE the shoe stores, and we always pop in to see if the guy has anything new. As it turns out, he had the sword I've been jonesing for ever since we bought Michelle's, cheaper than retail, PLUS it was 10% off, PLUS it was the last one. We didn't make it to the shoe store and we did walk out of the mall with a shiny new sword. The woman at the weapon shop didn't re-tape the box that she put my sword in, so I promptly discarded the box in the trashcan in the parking lot. I then commenced to unsheath my sword randomly in the middle of the parking lot. A few people looked frightened. Mine's on the top and Chelle's is on the bottom. We've had hers for quite a while, and mine's a different release from the same series. Hers is a single-edged katana while mine is a double edged straight-sword. It's shorter, lighter and more intimidating than hers, plus it makes a neat-o swishing sound when I swing it fast enough. (It sounds like the Vorpal Blade in SotN) I've done little else but eat and swing the sword around in inventive ways since I got home. Oh, and Chelle and I had a duel in the kitchen. I was defending my cereal, and she wanted some. I won. (but I gave her some anyways)
posted at 01:32

Lies were told instead.