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Now to figure out what to read next
Jul. 3rd, 2010 12:27 pm[Poll #1587414]
I ordered fifteen books last week and I'm already through four of them. Why, why did I ever think it was great to read so fast? I'm waiting for fall when Dust comes out, so I can go buy my copy in the bookstore and tell the clerk "I know this writer" and they will be suitably impressed. Also because I am in agony of suspense waiting for it because it is going to be awesome. At least I only have to wait until the end of the month for The Ammonite Violin and Others.
Anyhow, enough with my ungrateful whining. Vote in my poll. Give me something to think about while I try to convince myself cleaning the house and doing the laundry will count towards my zombie survival training. It's another gray day, which I wouldn't mind ordinarily. But it is a holiday weekend and I think it makes people sad. We're going to a Canadian Day party this afternoon, and tomorrow we're seeing Master Pancake mock Independence Day.
Yesterday I had a facial for the first time. I was ridiculously nervous, because I was afraid a strange person touching my face would cause me to leap up and run away shrieking in some undignified way. But that did not happen, thankfully. The woman was very nice and funny, from upstate New York. It was relaxing and made my face feel nice. Plus she gave me some nifty free samples of masks for my face. There were no cucumber slices, but there was an abundance of hot towels. It was indulgent and fun and not scary. Maybe thirty is going to be the magic year where I start conquering some irrational fears.
I ordered fifteen books last week and I'm already through four of them. Why, why did I ever think it was great to read so fast? I'm waiting for fall when Dust comes out, so I can go buy my copy in the bookstore and tell the clerk "I know this writer" and they will be suitably impressed. Also because I am in agony of suspense waiting for it because it is going to be awesome. At least I only have to wait until the end of the month for The Ammonite Violin and Others.
Anyhow, enough with my ungrateful whining. Vote in my poll. Give me something to think about while I try to convince myself cleaning the house and doing the laundry will count towards my zombie survival training. It's another gray day, which I wouldn't mind ordinarily. But it is a holiday weekend and I think it makes people sad. We're going to a Canadian Day party this afternoon, and tomorrow we're seeing Master Pancake mock Independence Day.
Yesterday I had a facial for the first time. I was ridiculously nervous, because I was afraid a strange person touching my face would cause me to leap up and run away shrieking in some undignified way. But that did not happen, thankfully. The woman was very nice and funny, from upstate New York. It was relaxing and made my face feel nice. Plus she gave me some nifty free samples of masks for my face. There were no cucumber slices, but there was an abundance of hot towels. It was indulgent and fun and not scary. Maybe thirty is going to be the magic year where I start conquering some irrational fears.