what is the the goodwill mission anyway? so what you know about going to the goodwill in menomonee falls and for 1) feeling like your in a backroom of overstock at target 2) feeling like your in a big for-profit retailer. basically they had prices i'd never seen in a goodwill store before. i got some nice jeans by a company i'd never buy otherwise (goodwill is good for that) but i paid 6.99 for them. that's fucking insanity. old electronic devices are 6.99 not jeans. but whatever i guess i was in menomonee falls. the over prices continue. for the first time, i left goodwill without buying EVERYTHING IN THE STORE that had a clown on it. they had a clown that was twenty dollars. don't get me wrong, it was probably worth it and my mother noted that someone who works there might know its worth more than that, but they priced it as such. i had bought a clown like it before at a flea market a few years back for like 5.00 and i thought it was highway robbery. couldn't do it, couldn't spend twenty dollars on it. i wanted it so fucking bad. although that probably started when i looked at the price. but i did get three clown items. some weird windsock looking thing, its a clown tho, a clown that's on a wood stand with a metal loop around its body to hold it up, and a glass clown holding a ball. its interesting, can be stood up either on its feet or on the ball (clown on its head). i got three work shirts. one is going to require my grandmother ripping the sleeves apart and hemming me up some short sleeves. paid 3.99 a piece for those. a pair of jeans, 33x32 apparently is my size in jeans. dickies workpants i only fit in 34x34. anyways i got a pair of dress pants made by adidas. tight shit. they \*stretch\*. i also got a pair of 34x34 khakis (they kind of flare a bit, noticed that just a little while ago) i did try everything on tho with these fucking prices. i got some crap for the house for coffee, so i got things done at goodwill too. i've decided that slippers for around the house make great gifts. i'm buying my next pair at fleet farm. they had some great ones, i've got to have you try on a pair so i can get you some. i got shoes too. not like a didn't just sell 14 pairs of them at my grandmas garage sale, but they hug my feet more. i only got one pair of shoes that \*hug\* my feet. these are the only kinds of shoes i can wear when i have pants that fit me on. otherwise the "alien shoe man" effect takes toll on people around me. the clown-foot-ism if you will. yack... we ate at noodles. i had a whole wheat Tuscan fettuccine, on that super good. with a sprecher root beer. ate outside. i work tonight, i have to try the new weapon. going to go mow the lawn now. thank \[insert DEITY here\] that there are ipods.