I had yesterday off, and I wasn’t playing hooky. I have to work tomorrow — ironically, summer registration is always our busiest. I could have taken Monday off and had 2 days in a row, but I thought it might make the week go faster to break it up this way.
I decided to spend my free weekday at Daiso, where I haven’t been in months, and having lunch at one of the Japanese restaurants in the same shopping center. That second part almost didn’t happen, because I walked in like 5 minutes before they were closing for the afternoon. (Most of the Asian restaurants around here close between lunch and dinner.) But the hostess didn’t say anything until she was actually seating me, so it would have been kind of awkward to be like “Okay, then”, and walk out. I ate fast and left like a 50% tip to make up for it.
Anyway, I went kind of crazy at Daiso, which is easy to do and has few repurcussions when nearly everything costs $1.50. I bought a bunch of cute stationary, because it’s fun receiving and writing snail mail. I also bought a bunch of candy and kokeshi dolls.
<— I also bought this, even though I have absolutely no idea what it’s for. It was in the school supplies aisle. But for fuck’s sake, how could I NOT buy it?!
The remainder of the day was spent watching the second disc of Wonderfalls and reading Columbine, one of the books I received this week from Amazon. I’m only about 1/3 of the way through it, but I can already tell this is the book on the subject I’ve been waiting for. So much of what we think we know about the shooting is bullshit. Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold weren’t social outcasts or bullied kids who snapped. They were popular kids who liked sports and had plenty of friends. Klebold went to prom 3 days before the shooting; Harris had no problem getting dates. They weren’t targeting jocks and/or Christians, they were targeting everyone — Dave Cullen says Columbine wasn’t a shooting so much as a failed bombing. If those bombs had gone off, virtually everyone in that school (and many of the first responders) would have died. Basically: Harris was a psychopath, and Klebold was a suicidal depressive who was in his thrall. But I guess it’s just easier to blame Marilyn Manson and Doom.
Anyway, if you’re interested in the subject, I recommend the book.