I find myself grateful that I'm too poor and too sane to take part in the feeding-frenzy, especially after listening to coworkers discussing plans to be be at stores at 4 a.m. before coming in to work.

None for me, thanks.

I'm getting ready to go in, with my NaNoWriMo project loaded into my Ipaq to work on as office-volume allows. The most buying-of-stuff I intend to do is $2.09 gas somewhere and dinner out.