shopper's high

Fi and Z and I went to the mall this afternoon, and Fi bought a laptop.
I know!
She'd shopped a lot online for it. And decided what she wanted. And then bought something else, but w-evs, it was on sale. So, all good.
We had to kill 3 hours while they wiped the display model software off it (she got a good deal on an open-box model-- actually it didn't come with a box at all). So we went to Kentucky Greg's for dinner (yay ribs) and then went back to the mall, and I went into Torrid and Fi combed through the sale racks for me.
By considerable trial and error, I determined that I am a size 1 in their clothes. Except sometimes 2 fits better. And sometimes 0. But whatever.

So I now own a 3/4 sleeve hoodie with a skull and winged crossbones on it. And I own some very sturdy cotton underpants that say KISS ME I'M IRISH on the butt. Because I had to have that.

I haven't got nearly enough video editing done though. :(

Fi now has a bright red Sony Vaio. It's shiny.
We're no longer a Mac-only household.