Sorry, but my capacity for thinking up original titles seems to be waning with each passing day.

Tonight was one of those nights where I was hit with one of those "What is this that I have become?" non-revelations. I was at Wal Mart getting a few supplies -- food, candy, razorblades, etc -- and I was going though the checkout line. The moment before the clerk rang up the total, I pulled out my wallet. I looked inside at the bills, and fingered them for a moment. He rang up the total. It was then that I realized I really had had no idea how much what I was buying would cost. It didn't matter.

In times past, before I was receiving the salary that I now enjoy, I would always keep a running total in my head of roughly how much each item would be, so I would know within a couple of dollars how much to expect to pay. Tonight, I didn't do that. When I think about it, I realize that in these times, this is not an unusual occurance. Just pick up the items that are needed, pay whatever the machine calculates, confident that it will not bankrupt me, and merrily be on my way.

Now, let's be clear: I consider myself extremely fortunate that I am financially able to do this. It is a lucky blessing that many people do not have. Still, I find it a bit troubling that, in a way, I have become less mindful.

What to do about it? I don't know. Maybe nothing. Maybe there is no problem. Or maybe I just ought to pay more attention next time if it makes me feel better about myself. In any case, I thought I'd record that bit about it.

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From the you-know-you've-been-doing-too-much-of-something dept: Today, as I woke up from my after-work nap and opened my eyes, through blurry, squinted pupils in a dimly lit room, a couple of objects took on a stiking resemblince to html select form widgets. I was half ready to click on it, select the next option, and... Then I blinked my eyes a few times, my vision cleared up, and I said to myself, "Self, what, oh what is becoming of all this?"

Freak Spench and English. Yeah.

Okay, now granted, Tori is known for writing cryptic lyrics. That's what we all know and love her for. (Well, that and the amazing paino magic.) But WHAT is that song talking about? I have never understood, and never had any clue whatsoever. There's a lot of songs of hers that are wierd, but have some sort of semi-vague dreamlike coherence that doesn't quite make complete sense. But that line? Why? Perhaps we shall never know.

Well, goodnight children. That's all from me for now.