Those of you who read my "I'm bored" post on Saturday night know that we were...well, bored. And what better way for a true socialite to cure boredom than find any still-open store in the area to blow money on completely worthless crap? I've still been sporadically trying to gather a complete collection of the Revenge of the Sith action figures, and for that effort, at least I found a Destroyer Droid. The last one in the store. I shared the aisle with two other guys also too old to be there but shameless all the same, and they pretty much followed me around for an hour waiting to see if I decided against the purchase. Sorry suckers. Still haven't seen a single damn Royal Guard in stores since the line debuted. I refuse to buy one from a dealer on eBay or elsewhere -- I refuse to believe that there will never be a red Royal Guard in a store I have access to. Life is too easy for it to be that hard. The search continues. No real point to this post, I just wanted to archive my stupid Wal-Mart receipt for posterity's sake.
Posted by Matt on 06/06/2005. E-mail me!










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Behold the new great american past time: Going to the 24 hours walmart and looking for stuff or other weird things. Thanks for making me feel that much more better!