Shopping

Captain's blog, stardate 7384.2...
Yes, I went shopping! Well, not really. But I did buy something, so that sort of counts as shopping. I even get bonus points for it not being a book! Truly, I live up to the stereotype of the American teenager.

The day started out normal, if you call writing an English paper normal. It is normal for me, and here's why. You can tell if something is normal to a vector by seeing if the cross product is at a maximum. No school-related task makes me as cross as writing papers, so the cross product is maximized. Therefore writing papers is normal to me.

Anyway, I finished the paper and decided to take a walk down to Harvard Square. It's about a mile away, nice walk, the weather was great, so why not, I figured. Everything was pretty nice. I got some ice cream and ate it on the way back. Then I stopped in at a store called Pandemonium to read some D&D player's handbooks. Player's Handbook 3 was really cool, and I still didn't have it.

I bet you all think you know what happened next, don't you? But you're wrong. I didn't buy the book. If you were paying attention up top there, you'd remember I said I didn't buy a book. I put it back on the shelf and went upstairs to leave.

And then it caught my eye. The words "Star Trek" in bold white letters. The USS Enterprise blasting an asteroid with its phasers. Resistance was futile.

A brightly remastered image for each month. All the lettering in that familiar title font. Birthdays already marked down for the members of the original cast.
And in between June and July, a stunning two-page spread:

I needed it, and I needed it bad. Barely thinking, I handed over the money and brought it proudly back to my room.

And that is how I, Elizabeth, went shopping on a Saturday afternoon. I don't regret it a bit.