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Saturday, August 7th, 2010You’re not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on
This isn’t about expenses as much as its about spending copious amounts of money on shit we don’t need.
Yesterday I took Cia to the private hospital ACC had taken upon itself to send us to so she could have a 5 minute examination on her ankle, explain to the Dr that she had forgotten to bring her crutches back.
By the time we had left it was around 1 in the afternoon.
So being bored little hicks in the bustling metropolis of Palmerston North we headed to the place where you worship consumerism… in this case a shit-hole little mall called the Plaza (funnily enough situated right next door to the IRD building where dreams are harvested and destroyed for the government… and thats just the employee’s I wont get into the actual un-extortionate creatures at the blunt end of that stick)
Sarah managed to drag me inside and we had spent $108 in the first two minutes on a comforter and European pillow’s, making a saving (I love how I “made a saving” by spending over a hundy) of several hundred, after I had walked back to the car with two big bags full of comfortables and back to my family, we went to some apparent in house fashionable kitchenware store, full of lady’s with those trendy “skunk on my head” hair styles dressed as though they were 30 years younger… this wasn’t the Plaza I remembered, where were all the drunkard student’s, or the boys high boys mincing about?
Palmerston North has obviously become a smaller try hard version of down town Wellington… 5 years ago.
After I had gotten over the fact that the store owners all had a thing for Cruella de Vil, the Hungover 18 to 24 year old sect have all grown up and moved to somewhere more desirable… I don’t know, the shit end of Brataslava, I started to have a really good time.
We ran into several shops with younger management, who gave us very good service, the young lady in some shoe store (I wasnt paying attention) made herself two sales (and made Cia a very happy girl) the man at whitcouls was helpful, and although he didnt have a copy of Iwi, which I’ve been trying to find (apparently the only copy in the country is at the massey store…I just got an idea, Cheese im calling you) I went and bought a book on NZ Design and a copy of Clarkson – Dont Stop Me Now.
We then went to a store that sells books, CD’s, DVD’s and coffee… can’t remember the name, but best service yet, we wanted Riverside Cottage books/ DVD’s and the young salesman told us all about how in depth the cook books were etc etc hooked me up with a free coffee and ordered me two DVDs, I ended up buying a couple of CD’s for the drive home.
So it just goe’s to show when your stuck in Palmerston North its not the end of the world… provided you have some money… otherwise just kill yourself.
(P.S very funny to hear on hauraki that Hamilton is apparently not “Chlamydia Central” any more, Student City takes some more honours… Mike I know your doing your part)
-Tama





