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[apocalypsos]

You know how when you're adding stuff to your Amazon wish list, and afterwards they say, "Other customers who added that to their wish list added this, this and this"? That's both helpful and a vicious taunt. And last night, I got bored and added a huge stack of TV DVD box sets to the list. I seriously need to tell anyone who asks what I want to just give me Amazon gift certificates for my birthday in two and a half months so that I can go mad nuts on those box sets. (And yes, I still count down to my birthday like a toddler.)

Also, lugged my laundry around just now looking for washing machines no one was using. I'm pretty sure that's enough exercise to last me the rest of the month, especially considering that I have so much dirty laundry I could pile it just so and make a colorful play fort.

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[brigidsblest.livejournal.com]

I consistently use Amazon as my fantasy shopping cart, much like people use the internet for fantasy baseball teams (or football, basketball...whatever). I'll throw stuff into my cart that looks even mildly interesting, on the premise of 'some day I'll be able to afford all this'. When there's 100 or more items in there, I C&P it all to a neatly organized Excel database, broken down into categories: music CDs, books, DVDs. Currently that database stands at over 1500 items.

Yeah, I'm a freak.

I manage to get about 3 things a month off that list. But SOME DAY, dammit...

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Seriously, this year when Christmas comes, I may just tell my family, "If you want to get me something, go for an Amazon gift certificate." Which is exactly what I want, so I can pile them all together and get big stuff like every season of Buffy and Highlander and Angel, but the problem lies with my mom.

I've tried repeatedly to get her to give me gift certificates, or hell, just the money, which quite frankly I could use just as much. But my mom's firm belief is that it's not Christmas or my birthday unless she gives me real presents. Usually, most of them are clothes, which I never complain about too much because at least she knows what I like and shops accordingly. (My grandmother has never once bought me a piece of clothing that was remotely my style. Not once in 26 years. One year, she bought me a bunch of flowered shirts I loathed and gave my cousin a GC to Old Navy. ARGH.)

Don't mind me with the venting. Every time I look at my wish list, I covet and know I can't have stuff. *whimper*

[anne-jumps.livejournal.com]

Every time I look at my wish list, I covet and know I can't have stuff.

I know right. My credit cards are too jacked up for me to reward myself with various items.

[dodyskin.livejournal.com]

Sweetness, just lay down the law. My entire family basically just buys off Amazon now. This Christmas gone, I got thirty books and no dross (bubble bath, mysterious tiny boxes, books I've already read--the worst kind of taunt) whatsoever. Result! It's brilliant as well cos my siblings and I can look on each others wishlists and save ourselves the bother of buying them. Recently, my brother sent me about half the books on my list--he just had them lying around. Amazon is the way and the light and sod the rest of creation as far as I'm concerned.

::becomes aware she sounds like some crazed evangelical Amazon-cultist::

::puts down the thread and backs away::

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I'm going to try this year. I'm going to tell my father, "Look, if you want to get me stuff for Christmas, go here." I'd tell my mom, but if I point my dad towards a new Internet toy, he'll get all excited and want a wish list, too. (And that'll help when his birthday and Christmas come around.)

Besides, if I tell him, he'll tell my grandpa Al, and Al has wonderful taste in movies, so he'll get me the good stuff.

[dodyskin.livejournal.com]

Al has wonderful taste in movies, so he'll get me the good stuff.



Yeah, the best thing about the wishlist idea is that our kid takes a hint and just runs with it. I had one Japanese (translated--I'm hopelessly monolingual) book on there and I got a whole pile of stuff that I never would have known about otherwise. Of course it helps that all my family are tragically shoppingly-challenged and so jump on owt that will save them from going on the consumerist trudge of pain. YAY for websites that enable the dysfunctional.