Right, so several months ago my grandma decided to send me this twenty-five dollar gift certificate for Wal-Mart. I am not a huge Wal-Mart fan, so I never spent it. Until today.

So I was online, at walmart.com, trying to find some much needed electronics within my price range. I almost managed to get a USB 2.0 PCI card, but when they slapped the tax on, it became several cents over my 25 dollar spending limit. So I decided to get something far more random than that. Originally I wanted to get a box of condoms, but, the good folks at Wal-Mart (God's shopping center), happened to be good, God-fearing Christians, who fear, despise, and don't sell condoms. So I decided to get something else. I asked around for suggestions, somebody suggested a chair, or candy, none of which suited my preferences.

Until somebody gave me the best suggestion, they said "a bra."

So I decided to get a bra from Wal-Mart. I found the bra I wanted, it was a little over 9 dollars, I chose a size (40C), a color (White), and a quantity (1). And I placed my order. I expect it to come next week, I have no clue what I am going to do with it, but it should be fun to mess around with all the same. Maybe I'll use it for Halloween next year (with water balloons).

With the remainder of my money, I bought George Orwell's 1984. I look forward to reading it.

In other news, I managed to master the beginning of the bassline in Pink Floyd's Money. Sort of.

Happy to be able to finally live out his transsexual fantasies,

Tarvis "Halibutski" Smith

Update: It came in the mail today. It's thinner than I expected. I haven't gotten my book yet, with luck I'll get that tomorrow.