my anal retentive soul weeps (as well as my arms1)

*eyes tags list balefully*

One of these days, I'm going to re-tag every single entry I've posted on this LJ. This disorganized clutter will soon come to an end!

But not today. No, today is Shopping With My Mother On A Sale Day. Which basically means that she'll enjoy herself while I won't, since I will end up carrying more than 75% of the things she'll buy. I can't wait 'til my brother grows up so my mother would foist her shopping onto him. I'm getting tired of playing the Male Child Substitute, especially since my parents now have a Real Male Child.²

Also, several hours' worth of sleep still isn't enough to erase my self-recrimination re: QPI. Damn it.





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¹ Assuming arms have tear ducts. Unless the 'weeping' done by arms are symbolically accomplished through sweating? Hm. Must ponder more on this.
² If you managed to understand this sentence, I salute you. Reading it again, I'm not sure of what I'm trying to say here. Please, enlighten the ignorant (i.e. me), and inform said ignorant personages what you think I meant when I wrote the aforementioned sentence.