Sometimes you have to go shopping, it's a fact of life. I can't grow a garden that would support me at all. I am capable of growing no successful gardens, but certainly not in my studio apartment. So I have to go shopping in order to keep stocked on everything that I use. My only real problem with shopping is that I never know when to go. I hate crowded busy people. Why the fuck are you in such a rush to buy mozzarella sticks, habenero peppers and two gallons of soy milk? Slow the fuck down and chill the fuck out.
But shopping in America, the only place I've ever shopped, is at least somewhat interesting for someone as easily distracted as me. I am the guy that might stop at the store and tell the other people in the car "I just gotta go grab some chicken, I'll make it quick." Then 37 minutes and 5 missed calls later I come back outside with chicken, a world war 2 simulator and tacky window blinds. I'll be thinking that the people in the car will be very impressed with the irony of my tacky blinds when actually they suffocated from the heat in the car.
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