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July 27, 2006
I'm getting too old for this
August is quickly approaching, and you know what that means: it's back to school time for me. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I, when I was 26 years old, would be going back to school shopping for myself. But here I am.
Being back in Lancaster for a few days, as I am, I first went to the local Target. Sadly, they had nothing I needed. I thus headed down whatever street it is to the OfficeMax (Google Maps tells me it's River Valley Boulevard, natch), where I stocked up on my preferred Pilot G2's, Mead Composition books, and pink highlighters. I don't like yellow highlighters, okay?
I like Mead Composition books because I like writing in an actual book. Remember the Grail diary Henry Jones, Sr. had in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade? I thought the idea of filling up a blank book with notes and junk was too fascinating. Sadly, I never had anything of substance to fill a book, except school notes. In fact, I think I have filled a Composition book exactly twice in all my years of using them: Physics my senior year of high school, and Torts in my first semester at JMLS. But Composition books are also annoying, in that sometimes they are hard to lay flat on a desk and you can't rip a page out of them. However, they look cool.
Speaking of JMLS, I am sad to say that I will be bidding adieu to that fine institution, and will now be a Loyola Rambler. What's a Rambler? No clue. But I do know that Loyola is the only university in Illinois to win something called the NCAA Tournament. Get stuffed, Illini! Also, I know a certain girl will be particularly pleased because now she can say hi to me at school and stroll to Water Tower Place.
But back to my back to school shopping. As I perused Target, I was consciously aware of the fact of other people roughly my age doing back to school shopping. But they weren't shopping for themselves. Oh no, they were shopping for their kids. That, friends, blew my mind. I will simply rationalize this by saying that if I had a kid at this particular juncture in my life, I would sure feel sorry for that kid. I probably would have left him at Dunkin' Donuts or something. So, for that, I must consider myself lucky that the only person I need to buy school stuff for is myself.
Posted by oz115 at July 27, 2006 09:24 PM
Comments
Isn't Loyola a move up on the academic scale? Congrats!
Posted by: Candi at July 28, 2006 12:07 PM
Are you picking on my Illini? I'll be thinking of that while I kick you in nuts. That is of course if you ever decide to show up for another soccer game...... (don't go this weekend, I won't be there)
Posted by: G at July 28, 2006 06:08 PM
I am excited to be able to see you AND shop! Lucky for me that's all part of my sales territory!
Posted by: Christy at July 31, 2006 10:53 AM
Gentile, maybe you can donkey punch me after that.
Posted by: tim at August 1, 2006 10:03 PM