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Sunday, April 02, 2006

Soul sucker

I went to Wal-Mart today because I heard they have the cheapest contacts, and as soon as I walked in the door, I wanted to kill myself. I think it must be built upon the Hell Mouth. The contacts were more than I wanted to pay, and the whole store was bathed in this gross florescent green lighting. I freaked out and had to leave quickly.

There really is some bad energy in that store. I used to be a nonbeliever in that kind of thing, but there's no getting around it. There's something about the place that physically and emotionally affects me.

2 Comments:

Blogger amy corinne said...

I totally agree about dumb Wal-Mart. I seriously feel my blood sugar drop the second I walk in there and I get super cranky.

12:08 PM  
Blogger Megan said...

No one *has* to shop there, unless it's the only thing in town and you have no car.

I would rather spend twice as much than go to Wal-Mart. Yes, it's cheaper, but at what price?

10:12 AM  

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