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I love searching through a room full of random books to emerge with the very best it had to offer. There's something satisfying about it. Today I was at the Goodwill, and I found three books to buy: Scars of Sweet Paradise- a biography of Janis Joplin, Edith Hamilton's Mythology (a battered paperback circa 1961) and Artemis Fowl. I paid 1.50 for the lot. Sometimes, an evil old woman mans the cash register, and she charges insane amounts for the books, but today there was a nice old woman up there. Obviously, since I paid 50 cents for the Janis Joplin book, which was fifteen dollars new. (One of those oversize paperbacks that they make you pay way too much for.
I need to restack some of the books on my shelves to make room for all my new books. (I'm not even going to say the name of the one that I will be buying tomorrow night. Squee.) I think sometimes that I have too many books, and that I should sell some of them, but then I think that you can never really have too many books. It doesn't matter that my two bookshelves are overflowing. It doesn't matter that I have boxes of books put away. They're all mine. When I get my own place, I want to just line walls with bookshelves and set them all up neat and library-like. *dreams*
Of course, realistically, when i get a place of my own I'll be too broke to buy bookshelves, won't have enough room for them anyway.
I love riding around. I got to ride a lot today- we took Sarah to her friend's and Stacey to Mamaw and Papaw's, which are up in the mountains, and then went waay out John Sevier to pick up Dad's paperwork. I should have gone with him to Florida this week, but I probably wouldn't have gotten back til Saturday, so I'm glad I didn't. I'll just have to go later on this summer- he goes to Florida about every other week anymore.
I'm afraid I won't have SB done til after OotP. I haven't managed to get anything done today on it, and it'll be completely impossible to concentrate on it tomorrow. On a completely unrelated note, I had KFC's honey BBQ wings for dinner. Yum is all I can say.
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One can never own too many books, that is my mantra. My poor bookshelves are sagging under the weight of so many books. I've them in piles, I have them on my desk, in my desk drawers, atop the hutch of my desk, I have them strew across the bed in the office. I've got to take that bed down and make this room a true office. All those books and yet, I still buy books. :) 'Tis a good thing, a book.|
You got Artemis Fowl? I loved those books. Not as much as I love Harry Potter, but I love Arty. He really rather reminds me of someone I love very dearly from HPverse. I'll let you figure it out. Butler is my favorite character. I love well dressed, armed to the teeth, strong and silent types. Sounds like you had a couple good finds. Lucky you! I just bought Wolf's House by McCammon - werewolf story set during WWII. I'll see how interesting that is...
I'll forgive you for SB, because I totally understand. I haven't gotten around to reviewing much of anything lately. I've actually got a list that I want to get to this weekend. Maybe Sunday evening...who am I kidding? Tomorrow is going to be insane!!
PS You can make up SB by giving me a couple of scraps of story ;)
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Books are great, I agree.|
Ooh, well dressed, armed to the teeth, strong and silent guys are great. My favorite of that particular type is Edward from Laurell K Hamilton's books... Or maybe Ranger from Janet Evanovich's.
I know! Things are crazy right now- I can't concentrate on my fics at all, so I sort of have just put them on pause until I've had my fill of OotP. lol, i don't care to give you a scrap of story- it'll have to tide you over. :)
Here ya go...
“Put exactly forty briskets in the grill for the best grilling conditions,” Percy called over from his seat at the table. He was reading a pamphlet on fire safety.
Arthur and Lucius just grunted at him as Lucius poured a heap of briskets into his grill. They both reached for the lighter fluid at the same time, and there was a glare down as neither one seemed willing to let the other have first dibs.
“There’s only one way to settle this,” finally gritted out Arthur.
“Fine,” snarled Lucius.
“On the count of three,” said Arthur. “One... Two... Three...”
Fists flew in unison.
“Paper beats rock! I win!” cried Lucius triumphantly.
That's my favorite part of the chapter so far. Of course, there hasn't been much action other than that so far.
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