Because I was seriously going to kill everyone in that store that was under the age of 18. Seriously. Every child in that store somehow decided that today was going to be the day to make nonstop noise and incessant babble. My anxiety suddenly spiked when I was in Target this afternoon and I felt just... off. I was going to do one of two things: find something sharp and do something bad, or pop an Abilify. Well, three if you count just taking the super cute owl pj pants off the hanger because I didn't want the silly (and frankly uncute) pj shirt that came with the pj set. I was not going to pay $24.99 for the set if I was really only going to use 1/2 of the pjs. Thankfully I had the Abilify close at hand. I didn't want to make a mess in Target or be caught for shop lifting 1/2 of an offered item. That'd just be a fail. I haven't taken one of those in weeks, maybe months. I guess being a week from when I want to move into my new place and being about 75% done is getting to me. Ugh.

But I did a little retail therapy today (which I haven't really done in a while), and got Robot Chicken: Star Wars Episode II DVD and Daughtry's new CD. I also picked up Psych Season 3 from work this afternoon (I pre-paid for it back in June during Employee Appreciation Days), but I'm not going to watch that until I'm in my new place. That would definitely make me procrastinate more, which I really can't afford to do anymore. I'm going to watch Robot Chicken tonight while eating chippies and dippies and packing boxes. At least be a little productive tonight. I wasn't productive at all last night or this morning, really. Ugh.

Okay. Enough catching up on email and other internets. Going to get to making boxes up and packing while enjoying stop-motion animated Star Wars.

Oh... FYI... I have August 8th off from work! Holy shit! I Saturday off and I didn't ask for it!?!? What am I going to do with myself!?!? =^_~=

I have the DONOR thing marked  on my DL, so they can harvest whatever organs they need first before they ship my body away to be given to science to do fun things with. Or maybe go to a body farm, like on CSI. That'd be neat. I am/was too poor to do more schooling in life, so I'll be able to advance someone's education in death.