Eternal sunshine of my spotless mind

They've cancelled my favorite class at the gym (I've been going to this class for 10 years).

My mood: disappointed and exhausted and counting the minutes until the weekend

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C-Man has been eyeballing this toy that was bought for someone else. It's a Transformers set. He's very drawn to it and will sit and stare at it for 10 minutes at a time. He's been asking for quite a bit of toys lately due to his recent robot obsession (mainly with Transformers).

Conversation yesterday while he's admiring the toy (yet again):

C-Man: Mommy, I don't have this toy yet.
Me: No you don't.
C-Man: Can we go to the toy store? Then you can buy it for me.
Me: No, we don't have time to go to a toy store. How come you keep asking to buy toys? You have too many.
C-Man: No I don't. I don't have all the toys.
Me: And you're not going to have all the toys. We have no room and you're not going to get spoiled.
C-Man: Well, Mom, if you really love me, you would give this to me.
Me: Ummm. I do really love you and that's exactly why you're not getting it.

Where on earth did he learn that phrase? If you really love me... Of course, the crazy thing is that I've been wanting to give it to him (even before he asked for it). Now I can't give it to him because he'll think that he got it because he's been whining about it all weekend. What's a mom to do?

My mood: been feeling down lately. Need a pick-me-up of some kind. Possible cures I'm debating are: a mai tai, a couple of days off, or a full day of retail therapy.

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The trades have picked up enough to carry away the vog. Hurray!

Today, in protest, I avoided the main part of town. There was a town party in celebration of all that I hate about my community. Loud, obnoxious haoles and their fancy boutiques and fancy foods, slowly, but surely driving out all that made this town what it was-- local. Makes me nauseous just thinking about it. Ugh.

Instead, I took C-Man over to visit with Trini and family. We decided to play miniature golf. C-Man had a blast, he even made a hole-in-one. Future Tiger Woods? Not likely, he holds his putt like a baseball bat or bats at the ball with the putt between his legs. It was amusing. I also managed to get 2 hole-in-ones. Not that I should brag, on another hole it took me 7 tries. Good thing we didn't keep score.

Colt Brennan is going to be a Redskin (one of my original favorites)! Thank goodness he wasn't drafted by a team I despise...

My mood: not looking forward to another day of work. Ugh.

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This is the view from my lanai looking at the Koolaus on a normal day:

This is the view from my lanai looking at the Koolaus on a voggy day (no, it is not raining on the Pali):

Today was the worst day I've ever experienced on this island with vog. At work, it was much worse. The air seemed to smell and the vog sat low enough that I could almost feel it. Everything was hazy and humid. Tonight my throat hurts and I have an awful headache. I hope it goes away soon... pray for trades.

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discs of cheesy dough,
gives me a tomato and
pepperoni high.

fruit snack: a rainbow,
pearly, gelatinous goo;
sugary sweetness.

a chocolate chip:
food of gods contained in small,
bite-sized perfection.

licky, sticky spoon
covered with peanut butter,
I need some milk please.

blueberry pop tarts,
when will you be done toasting?
your middles I seek.

My mood: exhausted

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I rarely read the comic strip section of the paper since the ending of my beloved Bloom County and Peanuts. Someone told me about this a few weeks ago and it really made my day. Oh, Hill, just give up already... please.

Booksale tomorrow. Crap.

a slacker at heart
extra day of work ahead
weekend invaded

My mood: not thrilled, but still looking forward to my condensed weekend

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middle of the week
work stress... my mind is Jell-O
do stupid survey

What makes you laugh?: Will Ferrell movies
Who is your hero?: Gore
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?: Obama
How many pairs of shoes do you own?: More than I have feet and yet, I have the crazy urge to go out and buy more
Seriously... Where does the other sock end up?: Vaporizes and contributes to increased ozone
Who do you blame for your mood today?: Myself
If the Internet were sex... I would: Be satisfied daily
Have you ever seen a dead body?: Yes, usually birds squished on the road
What is something scientists need to invent?: Longer days
What should we do with stupid people?: Crash test dummies? Ooh, strap them with positive magnets so they repel from on another, thus preventing them from creating stupid babies who will eventually grow up and become stupid adults (which are the worst of the stupid people)
Have you ever broken a bone?: Wishbone
Do you watch local news? Why?: No, just contributes to high blood pressure. Ignorance is bliss
What happens after you die?: Reincarnation? (I want to come back as anything but a bug) Heaven? (Giant shopping mall with credit card paid by someone else) Hell? (Stuck in a room with a room full of Republicans or one Paris Hilton for all eternity) Won't know till I get there
How big is your bed? Big enough?: Big enough for me to sleep on without moving the crap off
How long do you think you will live?: Long enough

My mood: tired

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Me, 20 years ago...

1. Where did you graduate from and what year? KHS, class of 1988
2. Who was your significant other? None until Jr. year, dated PW for less than a year (Dad called him beanpole)
3. Was your Prom a night to remember? Ugh, not really, more like one to forget (no offense to MO, my date (different MO, not the MO)
4. What was your fav song you danced to the night of PROM? Don’t even think I danced at the prom. I think we just ate, took pictures and took off
5. Do you own all 4 Yearbooks? Yes, they’re somewhere in this mess
6. Who was your best friend? Musson & Trini
7. What was your fav movie in high school? Breakfast club
8. What was your fav song in high school? R.E.M.- Radio Free Europe; Modern English- I melt with you; Ozzy- Crazy train; U2- Sunday, bloody Sunday
9. What was your number 1 choice of College in high school? NYU, I wanted to make films
10. What radio stations did you jam out to in high school? Can’t remember, mostly just bought albums and tapes (no CDs yet)
11. Were you involved in any organizations or clubs? German Club (President), NHS, Cinematography, Yearbook
12. What was ur fav class in high school? Yearbook, Cinematography, Zoology
13. Who was your big crush in high school? MO (not prom MO)
14. Would you say you've changed a lot since high school? YES
15. What do you miss the most about it? Friends
16. Your worst memory of high school? Prom, for no other reason than it was not really what we thought it was going to be (don't ask me what I thought it was going to be like)
17. Did you have a car? No
18. What were your school colors? Blue & Orange
19. Who was your fav teacher? Noguchi, Chase (of course), Muronaka
20. Did you own a cell phone in high school? I’m ancient. No one owned a cell phone when I was in high school
21. Did you leave campus for lunch? No
22. Were you always late to class? Yes
23. Did you ever have to stay for Sat. School? No
24. Did you ever ditch? My senior year, yes
25. What sports did you play? None
26. It's Friday night, where were you? Hanging out with my friends
27. Were you a party animal? No
28. Were you in the "In Crowd"? I was in A crowd
29. Ever smoke? Smoke what???
30. Were you a nerd? No
31. Did you have a job your senior year? Yes, library student helper (who knew???)
32. Can you sing the alma mater? Did my school have one? I think so
33. School mascot? Mustangs
34. What do you remember most about graduation? Trini’s car getting stuck on the Pali, her dad rescuing us, & RH in the car smoking his cigarettes all calm and unconcerned by the amount of alcohol we were trying to hide. Oh, and we almost missed graduation.
35. If you could go back and do it over, would you? Hell, NO
36. Have you gained weight since then? Yes
37. When it comes time for the reunion will you be there? Was there for 10th, 20th coming this summer

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Today was C-Man's first visit to the dentist. Some books say to visit the dentist when they get the first teeth and others say wait until most of them have come in. I figure, my pediatrician didn't ask until his age 3 visit, so age 3 it is. Okay, he's actually about 3-1/2, but close enough.

The visit went surprisingly well. I'm glad to report we have no cavities (Woohoo) and he rather enjoyed having his teeth cleaned. He didn't even protest to the fluoride. I was shocked. He got a new toothbrush, a Cars' sticker, and the dentist took his picture for her bulletin board. It was very cute. As a reward, we walked over to Pricebusters and he picked out a new toy. They have fake transformers and he was pleased as pie and so was I (they were only $4). And as an added bonus, there was barely protest when it was time to brush teeth tonight (although I'm sure the new toothbrush was a good incentive).

My mood: proud mama

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Since my last rant about the theatre production (did I use the word repulsive?), I decided to dedicate next installment to the theatre (not quite in my hometown, but close) and the theaters that I used to go to.

When I was growing up, there were 2 theaters in my neighborhood. I think they both started out as single screens, then went to double screens. There was also a drive-in.

My earliest memory of going to the movies was to the drive-in. My family went to the drive-in. My mom would make a dinner, usually musubis and some kind of meat, and we would go for a double feature. I have no recollection of anything I may have seen there with my family (maybe sis has a clue?). When I was in high school, it was one of a few places to go with your friends, although we didn't go very often.

Daiei used to have a movie theater in the parking lot. Two movies I remember seeing there were Poltergeist and Joy Luck Club. My sister and I begged my mom to see Poltergeist. She finally broke down and took us to see it. It really scared me. For weeks afterwards, we would sneak into each other's bed after mom turned the lights out and closed the door. We didn't want her to know that we were scared because then we wouldn't get to see spooky movies anymore. Of course, thinking back on it, she must have known because she woke us up in the morning and we were in the same bed... The Joy Luck Club, I remember seeing with my friends. We went in late, so the movie was crowded. We were in the first row all the way on the right side of the screen (don't ask me why I remember that detail). I wasn't at all prepared to cry, but I remember sobbing throughout the film and I had no tissue.

The second theatre was closer to my high school and I didn’t start going there until I was in high school. I went on my second date to the theater and saw Little Shop of Horrors. I loved the movie. This theater catered to the military, so there was a lot of testosteroney-type movies. I guess it’s a good thing they split it into a double theater.

Then, there’s the theatre. When I was in high school, the theatre at the high school was all the rage. People were dying to be in the productions. It is the beginning of my love for musical theatre. The first show I saw there could have been Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. I knew lots of band people (Trini was one of them) and over the years I grew to love musicals. Like I said in the previous post, they were very well attended events. Most shows were sold out and they hired a police officer to direct traffic.

What are they now? Well, the drive-in is now the campus of a private school. The two movie theaters are still standing, but I think they just rent the spaces out to churches. The theatre is the only thing left. Today, I passed by and glanced in the parking lot (it was the last performance of the show), the lot was mostly full, so that’s promising.

My mood: itchy (from stress?)

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Is how I would describe my experience watching a local high school production of Cabaret.

I found the production extrememly offensive for several reasons:

1. As a parent, I was appalled at the dress of the cabaret girls. I mean, come on, I know they're cabaret girls, but for God's sake these are HIGH SCHOOL girls. I was shocked at their costumes with their butt cheeks hanging out and wiggling their butts at the audience. YIKES. Frankly, I found it to be quite disgusting and I am no prude.

2. I don't recall being a huge fan of the musical. I saw it once on video and didn't buy the soundtrack (I still have all my old musicals on CD). But I also don't recall Nazi's being glamorized in the movie. It seemed bizzare to me at the ending when the emcee comes out on stage and does the closing act, in which he salutes hitler and fr*ckin' huge swastikas (5 of them) on giant 6-foot banners drop down from the top of the stage, people start to applaud. WTF? Where the hell does one even get swastika banners that big in the first place??? Not only that, but if you were clueless about what REALLY happened to the Jews in Germany, there was no indication in the musical that the Nazis were BAD PEOPLE. All they show is a brick being thrown through a window and the old Jewish man leaving town. Seemed to convey that Berlin was a great place to be in and that if you were Jewish your troubles were minor. Nazi's were just a political party, like the Republicans.

3. By the time the musical ended I had a migraine. Besides the bad directing of the scenes to portray Nazis as "not that bad," something has got to be done about the sound in the auditorium. It was horrid. The people speaking/singing were barely audible or too loud. The mike on the lead female faded in and out throughout an entire scene (including her singing number) and I could barely understand them. Oh, and the singing was quite atrocious (granted they were high school students), except for the girl who played the German house frau.

Okay, I know I'm being way too harsh. I realize that these are high school kids and I applaud their efforts. I really blame the director of the musical. I just don't remember being so offended and disturbed at seeing any production. I love musicals. There was a time when this theatre used to be sold out, you had to park across the street from the school, and they used to hire police officers to direct traffic when it was through. We bought out tickets there that night and got row G. We could have sat in the front row if we wanted. It was pretty pathetic compared to how it was when I was a much younger person.

My mood: glad for the weekend, even though I have to work this afternoon.

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C-Man has taken to the phrase “I’m bored. I have nothing to do.”

I brought home this skunk craft from story time for him to do tonight. The craft is to color and cut out the skunk and glue it to a Popsicle stick and make a puppet with it. So he starts to color the skunk. He makes it orange, pink and brown. Very cute. Then he asks me where the butt is, so I point it out and he starts to draw brown scribbles at the feet of the skunk, along with a green and brown line. I ask him what he’s doing. he tells me that he’s drawing the grass and dirt and that the skunk is making doo-doo. Lovely. I then cut out the skunk and make the puppet. He was so proud of his skunk he wanted to show it to Grandpa. Later on, he finds 2 monkey pod seeds (from his pocket earlier in the day) and proceeds to give me a show of the skunk taking a walk and then the skunk says “I have to make doo-doo” and drops the seeds on the ground.

I just have one question… is this going to get him into Stanford?

Oh, before I forget: Happy Birthday Baby Bro. OMG-- THIRTY!!!!!

My mood: amused

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Today, I found out that one of our dear patrons passed away.

Stan was a gem. He and his wife came in every other week. They would come in, we'd chat, they'd pickup their holds, give us their copy of the NYT book review and place a few more requests. They frequenly dropped by to give us Costco goodies as they made their way home from a shopping trip. I still have taped to my monitor, a list of books I was supposed to order for him when they got into the system.

On Monday, they stopped by. I could hear them chatting with the LA at the desk. I usually step out of my office to say hi, but this time I didn't because I was busy ordering books before the deadline Tuesday. I figured, I would say hi next time. There is no next time for Stan.

I was just talking to a friend about different positions she had interviewed for. One was a lateral move, money was the same, but a better work environment. The second position was a promotion, but was potentially stressful and not as flexible for her family life. Money is just money. There are far more important things in life, mainly family and friends. I should have listened to my own advice and took the time to say hello to two lovely people.

My heart goes out to his wife. I hope she finds peace, strength and comfort in her family and friends.

And this is for Stan: Good-bye dear friend. I'm sorry I didn't get to say hello or goodbye one last time. I hope you enjoy many wonderful tales wherever you are.

My mood: sad-- need hugs

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Every morning when I give my C-Man a peck on the cheek before waking, he always leans towards me for a hug or snuggles.

C-Man (5 mos) & Zin (5 yrs)

My mood: awake

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Still sick and meant to go to bed early, but was distracted by my new best friend --YouTube (watching the unaired pilot of Buffy the Vampire Slayer -- Real Willow is much better and OMG that dusting sucked)

My mood: spiffy

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Had a fabulous, healthy lunch and I realized all the ingredients were purchased at Costco -- hummus, falafel, and green leaf lettuce stuffed in a tortilla with some hot Hawaiian Islands passion fruit black tea.

My mood: hungry (it was tastylicious, but I was starving by 3:00)

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I haven't seen Veronica Mars (season 3) and yet I managed to watch Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium.

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3-year old nightmare: "Mommy, I had a bad dream -- someone took all my bacon."

My mood: stuffly

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If my brother cooked dinner every night, I'd need to diet regularly (no offense to Grandpa, his cooking rocks too).

My mood: sniffly

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You know you should worry when your therapist says "You have a very interesting family."

My mood: exhausted

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This morning when I walked out the door, I saw a possible thunderstorm, doggie doo, and a freshly killed gecko (thanks to one of three canines who love to hunt and torture small creatures).

Do bad things always come in threes?

I guess it did for the gecko.

My mood: stormy

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Sort of did my taxes (did something wrong and need to figure it out this weekend). I love C-Man. He's a wonderful tax reducer. Woohoo. I haven't paid any extra federal taxes since he's been around (I used to have to write them a huge check). I still have to pay state taxes, but not as much. Poor Musson's. They've been hit hard by the tax man and owe close to $20,000 in taxes (YIKES!!!).

Work is getting hectic and I'm starting to itch from stress. It's that time of the year to wind up all things fiscal. Spent hours trying to figure out old work orders and health and safety jobs. Not fun. Am severely underspending my operating budget which means I'll probably get a cut next year. My H&P website is down and I can't figure out what the heck to do. Need to call the govt office tomorrow to straighten this out (they've been down for over a week now). Need to get to Borders to spend my other P.O. Need to complete my book orders. Inventory is due (thank God for Techs). Books are piling up for processing. Book sale is coming up. And there are 6 more weeks until the next holiday. Yikes. My tech has been kind enough to bring me fresh kettle popcorn, dark chocolate and gouda cheese (not for consuming together, but to be enjoyed separately). My former tech has been kind enough to bring me cookies and dill pretzles. All that, combined with leftover chocolate from Easter and I can tell I need to hit the gym more often (or take more walks).

Visited with Mussons (minus male) tonite. Male Musson went to Korea for business and then off to Japan. Later on in the month he's going to Vegas too. That's why he gets the big bucks. So we watched AI (our previous season ritual). Am secretly glad he's gone because he's a remote control hog and switches the t.v. station like he has ADD. I can't stand it. Came home and tried some of Uncle N's mango BBQ ribs (YUM-O). Trying to convince Grandpa and Uncle N to open up a lunch wagon when Grandpa retires in a few months. Convinced that between the 2 cooks, their wagon would be a winner.

Gas is $3.61 a gallon (regular). Drove to town 4 times last week, needed to fill up before my usual station goes up to match the bigger one in the middle of town (which is up to $3.63).

My music: Riders on the storm- Ahn Trio; Dancing queen- ABBA; I try- Macy Gray; Dreams- The cranberries

My mood: headachy and going to bed early

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If your life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be?

1. Open your iTunes library
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

Opening Credits: everybody wants to rule the world –tears for fears
Waking Up: makes me wonder –maroon 5
Average Day: life is perfect –nuff sedd
First Date: stolen –dashboard confessional
Falling in Love: who will save your soul –jewel
Love Scene: boulevard of broken dreams –green day
Fight Scene: stronger –britney spears
Breaking Up: dancing in the dark –diana krall
Getting Back Together: touch me –the doors
Secret Love: piano concerto number 21 in C –mozart
Life’s Okay: all through the night –cyndi lauper
Mental Breakdown: hey there delilah –plain white t’s
Driving: how to save a life –the frays
Learning a Lesson: watchamadoodle –songs from Jojo’s Circus (Disney)
Deep Thought: where is the love –black eyed peas
Flashback: brandenburg concerto number 5 movement number 1 – Bach
Partying: angel –sarah mclachlan
Happy Dance: hop on the train –choo choo soul (Disney)
Regretting: sitting, waiting, wishing –jack johnson
Long Night Alone: rockin’ robin –bobby day
Death Scene: apples and bananas –barney’s favorites, vol.1 (yes, the purple dinosaur)
Closing Credits: wonder –natalie merchant

Happy Birthday to our dear friends: Xander and Connor... ages 5 and 4 (they grow so fast)

My mood: good despite the fact that I have a full work week ahead of me

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Work has been tough.
- Had a bunch of DAGS guys come by to change my lights (no Mr. DAGS because he's not an electrician), take pictures, and look over the building for a retrofit.
- Had a PO for a safe guy to come to work on our safe. It's been so long since we last used it (several months) that the person who usually opens the safe forgot the combination. I have the only printed copy of the combination and I couldn't find it. The safe guy waited around for about 10 minutes, then left for lunch. He said he would call back and see if we could find the combination. If not it would cost an extra $100 to drill it open. Of course, 5-minutes after he left, I found the combination. It was sitting right on the corner of my computer desk upside down.
- Spent an entire day at the bookstore w/my children's librarian and spent $1600. We bought 124 books. Doesn’t seem like much, especially with the 30% discount we get.
- Had a patron yell at me. He said I had a bad attitude, told me that I probably thought my sh*t didn't stink and then asked me what I was looking at. I actually thought he was going to hit me, but he didn't. The weird thing was, I don't even know what I did...
- Drove to Kapolei to be on an interview panel (Richard lied. He once tried to convince me to work there and told me it takes only 20 minutes to get to Kapolei from Auntie M's. It took me 40 minutes. Of course he weaves in and out of traffic in his bitty sports car and drives like a maniac, so I guess it would take him half the time). Had a nice lunch with some colleagues.

I'm glad tomorrow is Friday. I at least get to spend it shopping. Need to finish off my book buying for the year (online) and hopefully no one will come to yell at me. I don't think I can take much more driving, drama, and stress.

I think I need to do my taxes this weekend. Crapmonkey.

Tonight, after a very cardio Kathy class, we (Kathy, Annie, Sandy, Dan, KK, and I) took a field trip to visit Aaron at his new store location. He's quite the entrepreneur with 2 locations -one at Windward Mall and the second opening up last week at Ala Moana. We’re all proud of him. I tried the apple that was coated with Oreo cookies, milk chocolate, peanut butter chips and gummy worms (not my first choice, but I figured I could bring the leftovers home for C-Man to enjoy). It was sweet, but so good. I used to LOVE caramel apples. I won’t buy them from the carnival anymore. Once, Ex and I went to the Punahou carnival (when we lived next door) and bought one to take home. When I got home and looked at it in the light, I think we dumped it because it was so gross. The apple wasn’t even washed and you could see dirt in the core area. Yuck.

Am in the mood to bake. Think I will make cookies this weekend (if I have time). Am inspired by the new cookbooks I bought.

Hot link: Drool at the Swirl site.

My mood: sleepy, in pain, and a little ill from the late night dessert

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When I was a young, I was not the fashion plate that I am now (ha, ha). I remember my mom taking me to Holiday Mart to buy school clothes. They had the most horrid clothing you could imaging, but there were not very many places to get clothes here (there was also Liberty House, HIC, and Cornet) and we rarely ventured outside our little town for anything except to go holoholo out on the north shore. Most of the clothes were forgettable, but I do remember a pair of jeans that I got there. They had these two purple and gold butterflies on the back pockets. I thought they were the coolest pants ever.

We did occasionally go over the mountain for other clothing necessities. I took the bus to Ala Moana with my mom and sister (pre-brother) a few times a year. It was fun (the mall was huge) and I have fond memories. My Grandma also used to sew for us (she used to work in McInerney’s when it was a huge department store in the center of the mall). My sister and I had usually got matching sets of clothes. Petal pushers were the “in” thing back then. The piece I like the most was a pair of lavender pants with a matching pale floral top. (Did I have a thing for purple?)

Later, when I was buying my own clothes, I frequented the Salvation Army because I wanted clothes that were not like everyone else's. I was into army fatigues, oversized men’s shirts, scarves, ties, trench coats and the colors black, white and olive. I was a non-conformist. (A boy once said I was beatnik, which I think was supposed to be insulting, but I was secretly pleased that he noticed and after high school, I dated him briefly. Anyway, back to my story…) One day, I was cruising through the SA when I saw a yellow purse with a Dutch boy and girl print, which I found so familiar. I realized that it was my purse that I hadn’t seen it around for a while. But there it was, just sitting there discarded and dejected. I then saw a vest, which my Grandma made for me hanging on the rack. I wanted to buy them and take them back home. Instead I walked home and cried.

Nowadays clothing stores are plentiful and we are littered with dozens of expensive boutiques (although I love Manuheali‘i), most of which I have never set foot in. Liberty House is now Macy’s. Holiday Mart became Daiei and is now Don Quijote. The Salvation Army has moved into the old Cornet location. Cornet is now history. Only HIC remains the same as I remember (I don't know what the inside looks like now, I haven't been in that store since intermediate school). I keep telling myself that one day I'll wander around town and check out the new stores...

My mood: tired

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