Like Christmas Morning!

In the interest of keeping this journal from being too boring, I try to post when I actually have something to say that others might want to read instead of just using it as a brain dump. As a result, I haven't posted in awhile. But then again not posting is boring too. Oops! Some recent highlights: Summerfest was hot as fuck, my Austin trip with Alexa and Kathryn to see Foster the People was super fun, Greg's job hunting again and I'm looking forward to some kickass weekend plans to hold me over until some official time off at the end of July. So yeah, nothing earth-shattering has been going on, but I'm happy and things are good.

One thing (or several things actually) I can share that might be of interest to you: before Alexa and I drove to Austin, Greg asked if we were going to go to Austin Books and Comics. I scoffed and said "yeah right" but lo and behold we ended up there (and for quite awhile too!) along with Toy Joy and Waterloo records....basically the places we'd have gone if Greg had been with us. So naturally I was thinking of him and had to buy him a bunch of presents! Check them out.

Look at that thing! It's hideous and its arms spin around and I'm pretty sure it's possessed. I almost didn't buy it because I didn't want to look at it.

Also disgusting. We soaked it in a bowl of water and it's all big and soppy and strangely ridged and textured. I hate it.

This is Herbie the Fat Fury, a comic book character Greg likes. I thought it'd look good in the office with all of his other toys :) He doesn't really collect action figures anymore but I figured this was a good exception because it's so odd.

This record sucks. I got it for 50 cents. Look at that cover! They are holding carnations.

This record actually has some good songs but I bought it mainly for the cover. It's cute at first glance...but also kinda racist.

LOOK AT THIS FUCKING RECORD COVER. It's a Christian record where they tell stories and crap and it's terrifying.  I figured we could listen to it for kicks but I underestimated the creepiness of a super fundamentalist Christian lady ventriloquist talking with her "son" about the dangers of alcohol. Greg said "Whatever is going on here is really scary to me". He wasn't kidding - it was unnerving.

Check out the back! Don't you ever take your dummy golfing and make him pose for "family" portraits?

Anyway, my boyfriend is a weirdo OBVIOUSLY. And I guess I am too for buying him these awful, awful things.