Last night after I finished my dinner of a leftover Denny’s club sandwich, I still felt a little hungry, so I walked over to 7-11. I got some candy bars and chips and various other snacky-type food, but when I went up to pay for them I opened my wallet and realized my credit card was missing. I quickly paid for the snacks with my debit card (which, luckily, was still there) and booked it out of there. I tore apart the apartment searching for it, looking through all my recent purchases, digging through the plastic bags, my receipts, everything. Nowhere to be found. I knew I’d used it the previous evening to buy Xmas pressies at Fred Meyer, and I couldn’t remember the clerk handing it back to me, so I called their customer service desk and they told me it wasn’t there. I didn’t believe them (I couldn’t think of anywhere else it could possibly be, because I’m diligent about keeping my things in the same place all the time) so I drove over there and asked in person, and there it was. Thanks a lot, wankers. Did you even check for it before you told me it wasn’t there? I understand you’re busy and everything, but for crap’s sake! Additionally, when I went up to the service desk and asked for my card, the guy only asked me for my name, and just handed it back to me. He didn’t even ask to see ID to prove it actually was my card, which means that anyone could have gone up there and taken it if they’d known it was there. That doesn’t make me feel too safe. :( I suppose the panicked-slash-terrified look on my face as I approached the counter was enough to tell the guy that I was for real (He *did* look extremely concerned and sympathetic before I even said a word) and I’m not convinced anyone could fake the relief I exhibited after he handed it back to me…but still…

In any case, it’s all okay now. :) I’m so glad getting it back was that painless and that I didn’t have to deal with the hassle of cancelling it and getting a new one during the holiday season. Phew!

Jules and I ordered a new HDTV which should be arriving on Saturday. I’m pretty excited about that since I haven’t had a TV for years and never had a big one before. It will be fun playing Guitar Hero on that thing. :3 That should keep me occupied enough over Christmas when I’ll be by myself. I’m finding that I don’t really mind that fact so much at the moment since the thing I’m most looking forward to is Jules arriving in January. That’s when the real Christmas will be.

I neglected to mention that a few weeks back I saw Death Cab for Cutie live. I wasn’t too pleased with the show so I didn’t feel it warranted its own post. :( They played Key Arena, which is a basketball stadium. Their music is indie rock of the intimate variety. You do the math.

I think the thing that disappointed me more than experiencing them adapting their music to fit an arena was the fact that the crowd was jam-packed with teenagers (mostly high schoolers) who had no clue about concert etiquette. I watched a buddy of mine get into a shouting match with some guy who was blocking his fiancee’s view. The whole thing just didn’t *work.* :( I don’t like all-ages shows, and I think my tolerance for teenagers is even lower than it was when I was in high school.