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Aug. 13th, 2003
No shit, yo, I did actually find one before I jumped into the shower this morning. That's what I get for wearing new shirts from Lane Bryant without thoroughly destickering them. Also found one on my right shoulder blade in the shower.
Not much of significance happened today, except for tussling with the MBlast worm a bit at work and getting lots of work done. Posted a letter, and a loan payment. It feel weird to at last be giving these folks money. Weird, but good. Shit, I must be getting responsible in my old age or something.
Went to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spacecrime to pick up the book I had ordered, and also walked out of the store with two others. The special order was Holly Lisle's Minerva Wakes (at last, the mystery that is birkwelch's handle shall be revealed), the two that grabbed me in the store and clamored to be taken home were Waking the Moon by Elizabeth Hand, and Coraline, by Neil Gaiman. On my way out of the store I saw one of those book poster/fliers up for the Garth Nix Sabriel/Lirael/Abhorsen trilogy and had to refrain from drooling. I love the cover art on those books . . . wish I remembered the artist's name, though I do remember she also did the art for another excellent pair of books: Juniper and Wise Child by Monica Furlong. So . . . six books to finish at this point, as I began rereading Anne Bishop's Black Jewels trilogy a couple of days ago. Oh, blimey, make that seven, as I still want to read Elvenborn (forget the author, and damn it I'm not getting back up to check!). Eight, as I haven't finished Tanith Lee's Darkness, I yet either.
Forget reading, I have to go eat chinese food. :) Not to mention that reading lately is just an all too familiar escape from the fact that I really should be writing this stuff instead of reading it. *sigh*
Not much of significance happened today, except for tussling with the MBlast worm a bit at work and getting lots of work done. Posted a letter, and a loan payment. It feel weird to at last be giving these folks money. Weird, but good. Shit, I must be getting responsible in my old age or something.
Went to
spacecrime to pick up the book I had ordered, and also walked out of the store with two others. The special order was Holly Lisle's Minerva Wakes (at last, the mystery that is birkwelch's handle shall be revealed), the two that grabbed me in the store and clamored to be taken home were Waking the Moon by Elizabeth Hand, and Coraline, by Neil Gaiman. On my way out of the store I saw one of those book poster/fliers up for the Garth Nix Sabriel/Lirael/Abhorsen trilogy and had to refrain from drooling. I love the cover art on those books . . . wish I remembered the artist's name, though I do remember she also did the art for another excellent pair of books: Juniper and Wise Child by Monica Furlong. So . . . six books to finish at this point, as I began rereading Anne Bishop's Black Jewels trilogy a couple of days ago. Oh, blimey, make that seven, as I still want to read Elvenborn (forget the author, and damn it I'm not getting back up to check!). Eight, as I haven't finished Tanith Lee's Darkness, I yet either.Forget reading, I have to go eat chinese food. :) Not to mention that reading lately is just an all too familiar escape from the fact that I really should be writing this stuff instead of reading it. *sigh*
