Thursday, December 16, 2004

An Aching Toof and the Search for Pooping Monkeys


I'm going to start by griping about my wisdom teeth, which are coming in. Again. They only bother me ever few years for about a week, so I haven't bothered to have them pulled. My left one has been hurting for awhile now -- this may be the time. *cringe*

Since it's the season of giving, I've been getting Christmas presents from all kinds of people. But have I thought about giving Christmas presents to all kinds of people? No. Not at all.

Gus and I don't really "do" Christmas. We don't even exchange gifts with each other. But when an unknowing friend decides to drop by my desk with a batch of cookies or small trinket of wintery kindness, I feel like an asshole for not reciprocating.

So last night, I headed to Morning Glory, an anime store on Airport Boulevard that my roommate told me about. She bought a really cool plastic monkey there that you can feed little air-freshening crystals. When the crystals run out of juice, the monkey poops them out, and you feed it more. She keeps it in her car.

I thought it would make a great present for a friend who shall remain nameless in the off chance that she reads my site. But when I went to the store, the guy said he was out of monkeys and just had poop.

I can't buy my friend poop alone!

So now everyone's going on vacation and I'm going to be the jerk who didn't buy presents for anyone. By the way, I sound like I care a lot more than I do. I think giving gifts is kind of a crapshoot. You can't expect anything in return because then it would be a really insincere gift. My friends know me. They know I'd rather have 100 of my closest friends over for drinks instead of go shopping. It's all good in the Austin hood.



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