Sometimes I start thinking about how nice it'd be to get a xmas gift....or a kwanza gift...or a birthday gift...or a bat mitzvah gift...or some kind of gift someday, one day, you know,
from a boy.
Anyway, I figure since I am a boy, I can buy myself my own damned gifts, right?
So that's what I do.
Let's see what my inner boyfriend put in my Xmas stocking this year, shall we?
1. A "Fine Belgian Chocolate" Scrabble game (!) I saw it at Target and
had to buy it. I'll probably play a game by myself, and then eat the
consonants first. Finally, something useful to do with those extra x's.
2. Holy Ghost!'s new cd, which has only six tracks on it, two of them remixes, and three of which I already have. Still, I got it used and cheap.
3. a new cheap little digital camera to replace the one I destroyed by slamming a taxi door on it. Maybe I'll even work up the energy to read the manual.
4. A phrenology head, which honestly, I'd intended to give as a gift,
but may just keep myself. Is there a section on the head that signifies
wanting-to-keep-gifts-for-yourself, I wonder?
Anyway, all nice and all, but, if my inner boyfriend doesn't step it up, I'm going to have to break up with his broke ass.
That's all I'm saying.