Partly because Nintendo is silly and didn't understand how inherently cool the Wii is (apparently), and every store in all of Burbank and Greater Los Angeles is out of them and this is very sad to us sad souls who didn't pre-order... And partly because we've been talking about getting them for at least a year anyway...

John and I, a month before Christmas, bought a DS Lite for each of us. John's is black. Mine is girly pink and looks like a ballerina will dance inside it to the tune of "Waltz of the Flowers" when it's opened. It doesn't. Though, you can buy a "game" that's basically a puppy.

Yeah, I know this purchase is a little ridiculous. Especially now. But moving stinks. And my job is stressing me out. And I just need...well...I need a gadget that makes me not think about anything else for a while.

It doesn't hurt that it's pink, either.

Labels: toys., work.

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My job has become a stress-tastic roller coaster of annoying proportions. It's everywhere. I can't get away from it. I'm. So. Stressed. Out. And my job isn't even that hard! Plus, John and I have just moved into a new apartment and I keep tripping over half-unpacked boxes. I have bruises all over.

I have the sinking feeling that January is going to feel more like a relief than a party.

Labels: work.

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