oniomania (O-nee-uh-MAY-nee-uh, MAYN-yuh) noun
Compulsive shopping; excessive, uncontrollable desire to buy things.
(from AWAD, www.wordsmith.org)
Not working is weird; I keep thinking it's Sunday.
Since I've been back from Greece I've spent a great deal of time shopping. I got things I needed, many things I didn't know I needed and other things that I really don't need but that are cool anyway. I also played glow-in-the-dark mini-golf for the first time, which was lots of fun and left me with "Boom, boom, boom, I want you in my room!" stuck in my head for the rest of the day.
Today, I'm being lazy and decided not to go to the gym, telling myself I'd do some cleaning in my room instead. So far? Well, I put all my ticket stubs from Greece in order and pasted them in my travel journal. My disappointment at not filling up more than half of it during the trip gave way to the pleasure of being able to put all the tickets in it with a few pages left over just in case I forgot anything or want to add comments at a later date. I also got rid of all the plastic bags lying around my room.
Last night I caught the latest episode of Queer As Folk. Since I haven't watched it at all since the end of the first season, I was sort of lost at the beginning, but soon got used to the fact that Ted is now a drug-addicted amateur porn star.
Compulsive shopping; excessive, uncontrollable desire to buy things.
(from AWAD, www.wordsmith.org)
Not working is weird; I keep thinking it's Sunday.
Since I've been back from Greece I've spent a great deal of time shopping. I got things I needed, many things I didn't know I needed and other things that I really don't need but that are cool anyway. I also played glow-in-the-dark mini-golf for the first time, which was lots of fun and left me with "Boom, boom, boom, I want you in my room!" stuck in my head for the rest of the day.
Today, I'm being lazy and decided not to go to the gym, telling myself I'd do some cleaning in my room instead. So far? Well, I put all my ticket stubs from Greece in order and pasted them in my travel journal. My disappointment at not filling up more than half of it during the trip gave way to the pleasure of being able to put all the tickets in it with a few pages left over just in case I forgot anything or want to add comments at a later date. I also got rid of all the plastic bags lying around my room.
Last night I caught the latest episode of Queer As Folk. Since I haven't watched it at all since the end of the first season, I was sort of lost at the beginning, but soon got used to the fact that Ted is now a drug-addicted amateur porn star.