Shopping Withdrawal

Currently, I'm typing this from my bed. I've been incapacitated ever since this afternoon. I woke up this morning feeling a little light-headed. I'm not even sure now what brought this on. I'm guessing it's a head cold or something likely as insignificant.

This morning, not heeding the warnings my body was telling me, I drove down to The Comicshop on West 4th for their annual half-price sale. I was hoping to get some good deals on some figures that I had passed up for one reason or another. Unfortunately I left the store empty handed. Nothing really caught my eye. I was actually contemplating buying something just for the heck of it...after all, I did wake up early just to go to this thing. But my better judgment got the best of me and I placed the pity purchase back on the pegs.

Seeing as I drove all the way to the Westend with nothing to show for it, I figured I might as well drop off at Little Sisters to check if they had any new issues of Xodus or XY. I get down to Davie Street, which feels totally different when you're driving down it rather than walking, and pull into the store's parking lot. Not five minutes later, I leave the store with the same feeling of dissatisfaction.

While inside the store, I see two guys standing in the aisle that I need to get through. I pass by them and hear that they're speaking mandarin. As I leave the store I pass by the same couple again, but as I am about to pass them, they give me the strangest look. A look of resentment. I'm not exactly sure what I did to deserve this glare. Maybe it's because they feared I was listening in on their conversation. In all honesty, I had absolutely no idea what they were saying as I don't speak mandarin!

Anyway, I guess I should have just stayed home today and gotten some rest. Apparently I would not have missed much, and maybe I would not be feeling so dizzy right now...maybe it's because I didn't get my fix of shopping today. One can only take so much disappointment.