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Friday, October 4, 2002

Amazon Rant
Those of you who never shop at Amazon should feel free to skip this...

Okay. What is UP with the freakin' Amazon Gold Box????!!!!

I mean, I like a bargain as much as the next gal, but why oh why are they bothering to offer me a boatload of industrial grade powertools and software for kiddies. I am not a do-it-yourself homeowner. I have no rug rats. And I'm highly unlikely to spend $25 on a stoneware sugarbowl!

It's bizarre. Amazon does a pretty decent job with recommendations and such (although they weight recent purchases too heavily for my taste). But they've completely lost all clue in the Gold Box department. It makes less than no sense. It's positively aggravating. What, they think that somehow a $5 reduction in price is going to make me run out and buy a jigsaw table for $400 bucks?

The most annoying thing is that with a little tweaking, they could be tempting. Offer me small jewelry-making tools, for god's sake! Or some fun software for adults. Or the occasional piece of houseware that I might actually USE (I do not mean a $90 bottle opener, dig?). Or a goddamn book, of which I actually buy a fair amount ~ and where getting something pricey for a bit of a bargain would be major temptation. Get with the program people!

This is what I'm saying.

We now return you to our regularly scheduled blog.
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Back in the day, Pascale creates a diet plan, has a snow day and a couple of sick days, and comments on the state of women's sports pre-Title 9. And my fifteen-year-old self nails the problem with introspective journaling on the head:

The other day Mom said she admired me for keeping up with a journal. As I predicted it's turned out to be more of a urinal ~ where I go when I'm pissed. All my bile, it must be pretty heavy reading for someone who isn't sitting behind the pen. Heavy and no doubt boring. Alas, my life is not too terribly thrilling, to say the very least, and I don't have very many deep philosophical insights to share with my loyal little squares either.

Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose. (Oh, and the "little squares" are the graph paper rules of the notebooks I used, not YOU delightful people. Sadly, I forgot to scan the rather amusing doodle associated with the word "temptation" in today's addition to The Wayback Journal.)
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