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thejunipertreeI', still vaguely sick. Last night, while still feeling the effects of assyness, I went out to Target with the Wee Ninja, Unibomber V 2.0, and the Engineer.
I have been made fun of, on on numerous occasions, for my obsessive combing of the toy car (Matchbox and Hot Wheels and such) aisles for Hearses. I can't help it. It's, as I said, an obsession. Last night, my searching actually bore fruit. And not in the form of that damnable giant Munsters Koach I bought for myself for Christmas, thinking it would be hard to find. *snrk*
WAH-HEY!
See that?
No, not the fact that I'm wearing no makeup and you can barely see my eyebrows.
See the Hearse? HEE! I'm such a dork.
It's not a great photo. And you can't see all the details, like the purple tinted windows. But, it's a Hearse. And it's MINE. I think this brings my collection total up to *thinks for a second* about fourteen or so. Fifteen, counting the giant Munsters Coach. Some of them are still on their blister cards, but not because of any collector geekiness. I just never took them out. The expensive ones, my black and white (respectively) Phantom Coaches were out of their packaging and on my altar the second I received them.
I wish I had made a little video of me opening the boxes, just so I could post it to Matchbox/Hot Wheels/whatever forums to watch their heads explode. heh. I've seen the white Phantom Coach go for over a hundred dollars on eBay.
In other news, I spent most of the day in a backwards fever haze. 96 degrees. I had quite bizarre dreams, one of them involving that Chinese basketball player who's like seven feet something tall.
And you know, if I have any potential sugar daddies out there, you can always buy me this. I'll be a good girl. I promise.
I have been made fun of, on on numerous occasions, for my obsessive combing of the toy car (Matchbox and Hot Wheels and such) aisles for Hearses. I can't help it. It's, as I said, an obsession. Last night, my searching actually bore fruit. And not in the form of that damnable giant Munsters Koach I bought for myself for Christmas, thinking it would be hard to find. *snrk*
WAH-HEY!
See that?
No, not the fact that I'm wearing no makeup and you can barely see my eyebrows.
See the Hearse? HEE! I'm such a dork.
It's not a great photo. And you can't see all the details, like the purple tinted windows. But, it's a Hearse. And it's MINE. I think this brings my collection total up to *thinks for a second* about fourteen or so. Fifteen, counting the giant Munsters Coach. Some of them are still on their blister cards, but not because of any collector geekiness. I just never took them out. The expensive ones, my black and white (respectively) Phantom Coaches were out of their packaging and on my altar the second I received them.
I wish I had made a little video of me opening the boxes, just so I could post it to Matchbox/Hot Wheels/whatever forums to watch their heads explode. heh. I've seen the white Phantom Coach go for over a hundred dollars on eBay.
In other news, I spent most of the day in a backwards fever haze. 96 degrees. I had quite bizarre dreams, one of them involving that Chinese basketball player who's like seven feet something tall.
And you know, if I have any potential sugar daddies out there, you can always buy me this. I'll be a good girl. I promise.
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Re: sorry you are a sickie L=(
Date: 2003-02-25 09:34 pm (UTC)heh.
I don't understand my sick fascination with this man. I really don't.