i don’t even know what a write-off is. but they do. and they’re the ones writing it off.

So this week was kind of a failure. I wanted to start looking for a job, but instead I spent it combing the state for the GPS system I wanted. Yesterday I was maniacally determined that the sun was not going to go down on another day without a GPS. I finally wound up paying $30 more for the model I wanted at Best Buy than Wal Mart charged for it, except Wal Mart doesn’t seem to plan on ever stocking it again. (David says everyone in the parish is blowing their tax checks this month, and the electronics department is gutted.)

And then I couldn’t get it to work. About 17 stress-induced heart attacks and several sessions on the Magellan support website later, and I began to suspect that the cigarette lighter — which of course you plug the GPS into — had a burnt out fuse. Quick trip to the auto store, presto change-o, and I was in business. It’s so awesome to solve your own problems. I AM SO SMART, S-M-R-T.

It’s a pretty cool unit. In addition to the standard punch in address/follow directions feature, it’s also loaded with the AAA book on everything local to southwest Louisiana: attractions, museums, even local festivals (we average about one every three days here, and most of them are food-related). And it’s got a huge business directory with all kinds of categories and sub-categories and sub-sub-categories.

I test drove it to Lafayette, around the city (that other Asian grocery store is no longer in business, it’s a bar now, sadface), and back home; and it never asked me to do something that didn’t make sense, like make a left turn into a crawfish pond or anything.

This the greatest automotive-related invention since the internal combustion engine, IMO. I have a nearly paralyzing fear of getting lost; I swear it’s one of the reasons I didn’t move for so long. I used to drive in strange places with written directions clutched in one ice-cold, white-knuckled fist and get hysterical if I couldn’t find the right cross street. And I always seemed to get hopelessly lost right as I was about to run out of gas, and desperately needed to pee. Well, this thing will look up the nearest gas station and direct you to it, so NEVAH AGAIN.

Before I went to Lafayette, I went into town to look for resumé paper. Abbeville’s sole office supplies shop was out, and won’t be getting more until they order. And when would that be? Oh, probably at the end of the month. I MOVED TO THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE, Y’ALL.

So okay, this week was kind of a bust, but I’m back on track for next week.

rooster sauce, the tabasco of southeast asia

One of the first things I did when deciding I was going to move down here for reals was Google “Asian grocery stores Lafayette Louisiana”. (I didn’t figure looking within Vermilion Parish was even worth it.) There are 2 on Johnston Street, one of which — S&P Oriental Groceries — I went to today.

Calling it a grocery store is a little grand, it’s about the size of a 7-11. Used as I am to 99 Ranch, which is easily as big as a Safeway, it crushed my soul a little bit. And they didn’t have milk tea, because the predominant Asian group in this area is Southeast Asian, and milk tea is really more of a Taiwan/Hong Kong/Singapore thing. They also didn’t have Calpico (which is Japanese). 😦

But they did have Sriracha sauce, which I bought a bottle of, more out of nostalgia than out of any real need for Thai chili sauce. (Although if I have it, it will definitely get used.) And they also had Pocky! And flying fish eggs! Plus those tiny fruit gelatin cup thingies that can’t be sold under American labels, because kids here are too stupid not to choke to death on them, or something.

Like I said, the other one is on the same street, but it’s several blocks away, so we didn’t have time. I’m going to check it out at some point, though. Google also turned up one in New Iberia.

The main mission of today was to buy workout clothes at Target, so I can join the gym if my stupid unemployment check ever comes. (It takes twice as long, since I am no longer mailing the form from within the state.) I also looked for the automotive GPS I wanted, but Wal Mart told me it had been “recalled”, and Best Buy wanted $30 more for it. And when I checked on Amazon, it had suddenly shot up to $199, from $128.

Umm, okay, fuck this shit. I don’t know what is going on with this brand/model, and I no longer give a crap. I am walking into Wal Mart tomorrow with a fistful of cash, and then walking out with the best TomTom model that I can afford and that they have in stock. There’s no way I’m getting a Garmin, because my parents have one of those, and my mother never. stops. screaming at it.