Yesterday I bought a green mushroom plush at Morning Glory. The Super Mario Brothers' green mushroom collectible. I bought it because 1) it was 50% off; 2) I've always wanted it. Actually, I first bought a red Mario plush. But I realized what I really wanted was the slightly more expensive mushroom, so I returned the Mario and purchased the mushroom.
Anyway, the point was I felt freakishly happy after I bought the mushroom. Normally I consider buying stuffed toys as retarded. It's not "cool." It's not something that nineteen-year-olds do. But then I thought--who cares--I like Super Mario Brothers, and I like mushroom. This is something that defines the quirkiness of me. I am childish, and I am proud.
