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Feb. 5th, 2003 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captain_slinkyI don't think it's fair to call it an *addiction* just because you don't need, it, spend months trying to avoid it, then end up spending $50 on it then try to hide it from your loved ones but you kow you can't hide it because you're goping to be walking around in ecstasy for the next few days. I prefer to call it a "Hobby"!
So yeah... I got on the bus today intending to trad ein a bunch of old Nintendo games for credit at GameStop, which is right down there by The Comic Stop (well, 2 blocks away). Since I had to wait at least 15 minutes for the next bus, I decided I would stop by The Comic Stop to maybe get a new Longbox for all the comics that are piling up around my desk here (been taking stacks out of retirement and re-reading them so I can still get my fix). Now mind you, there's a comic book convention *this Sunday* that I am going to, and that I will be attending. Bargains galore. No need to buy comic books today, because I can get them on Sunday! 40 minutes later I walked out with a bag containing:
The worst part was the glazed look in my eyes as I crossed the parkinglot, trying to think of how I could hide this from my loved ones. "I'll tell them I *found* the comics! Yeah! In an old Duffel Bag! Ooh, or better... I was lured in to an abandoned Subway terminal by an unknown mysterious force, and the Wizard SHAZAM gave them to me! Ooh! Yeah!"
I was on such a comics-high, I forgot my duffelbag full of Nintendo games there. DOH!
So yeah... I got on the bus today intending to trad ein a bunch of old Nintendo games for credit at GameStop, which is right down there by The Comic Stop (well, 2 blocks away). Since I had to wait at least 15 minutes for the next bus, I decided I would stop by The Comic Stop to maybe get a new Longbox for all the comics that are piling up around my desk here (been taking stacks out of retirement and re-reading them so I can still get my fix). Now mind you, there's a comic book convention *this Sunday* that I am going to, and that I will be attending. Bargains galore. No need to buy comic books today, because I can get them on Sunday! 40 minutes later I walked out with a bag containing:
-The New issue of Wizard Magazine
-Superman - The 10-Cent Adventure
-Dicks2 #1 (Garth Ennis)
-Marvel Comics GI Joe Volume 2 Trade Paperback
-Fables Trade paperback
The worst part was the glazed look in my eyes as I crossed the parkinglot, trying to think of how I could hide this from my loved ones. "I'll tell them I *found* the comics! Yeah! In an old Duffel Bag! Ooh, or better... I was lured in to an abandoned Subway terminal by an unknown mysterious force, and the Wizard SHAZAM gave them to me! Ooh! Yeah!"
I was on such a comics-high, I forgot my duffelbag full of Nintendo games there. DOH!
