Laura and I got up at 5:30 this morning, after three hours of sleep, to be at the Waterloo Futureshop for their 6am open. When we got there, the parking lot was so packed that the closest spot was in the far end of the lot, right in front of Pier 1. On our walk to the store, some lady coming back to her car asked if we were heading to Futureshop. When we confirmed that we were, she warned us that there were 1000+ people in line and the employees were advising it would be a 3-hour wait, from the end of the line, to get into the store. I was going for a UPS but fuck that - I don’t want a UPS that much. I’ve been thinking about getting one for years but it’s more a utility than a fun new toy so it’s never all that important.

Instead, we drove off to Wal-Mart. They opened at 7am and while there was a line to get in - it wasn’t very big so Laura and I just hung out in the car until the line began filing into the store. I guess the main attraction was $100 off 360’s and PSP’s (the same 360 deal as at Futureshop). I didn’t even know that, I was there for StarFox: Assault but despite the line to get in, there were lots and I could have grabbed a 360 for that price - if I wanted one.

Next, Laura and I went to the Superstore where the non food-side was packed with people and the food side (where we were, grabbing ingredients for fajitas) was vacant.

While walking through the electronics department at the Superstore to check out DS games, we overheard some mother telling her kids that all the games were on sale at Zellers. So in our final moments of consciousness, we made Zellers our final stop. 50% off old, crappy “value” games under $30 and other various sales, including 15% off Wii titles. So I picked up Twilight Princess and a nunchuk (since they had a few). So those are two less things I have to buy when I eventually find a Wii for sale.

We then returned here, slept for a further four hours and lounged around all afternoon, mostly watching more season one of Huff which is quite good, even a second time. Russell is beyond ridiculous, but everyone needs a fucked up yet successful friend like that to compare themselves to. I wonder if I can work on being that guy to some? Not as fucked up as Russell, of course, but I’m no Oliver Platt, either.

The veggie beef strip fajiteas for dinner were excellent.