Books books books
May. 12th, 2006 09:55 pmI finally made it down to the "new" used bookstore behind the market today. It only took me nine months. All paperbacks were 25 cents, all hardbacks 50 cents. Brilliant. The selection was larger than I expected, if more esoteric. It definitely had the feeling of someone who'd bought most of their books during an ill-advised period in the 70s cleaning out their library. Most of the fiction section was made up of people I'd never heard of. But I got a copy of Andrei Makine's Dreams of My Russian Summers (a beautiful memoir I read several years ago), a time travel book involving 1882, and something by Holly Lisle that looks like it'll be awful, but in an entertaining way--all for 75 cents. You just can't beat that. It almost makes up for only getting $16 from selling all my books for this semester. There were also three Doctor Who "New Adventures" books on the shelves; two of them mention Bernice Summerfield, and one of them had a horrifying picture on the front cover which I think was meant to be some future incarnation of the Doctor. I may go back next week and get them; for 25 cents each, it's hard to resist. Even if it does mean I'll have three more things to lug home a week from tomorrow...
After making my soggy way back to my apartment (it's been pouring all day--and apparently will be raining ALL WEEK, which certainly puts a damper on most of my plans. Grrr. If it rains on graduation and we have to have the ceremony in the KAC, I will hurt someone), I settled down with some tea to finish Brideshead Revisited. ( Fairly extensive spoily babble, with quotation )
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All the underclassmen have to be out by tomorrow at noon. Campus is definitely quieting down; some of that may be the rain, but gradually it's returning to the state it was in for the first days of orientation at the beginning of freshman year. Whitney's off campus, Ellen's recovering from her last all-nighter, Chandra's holed up in her room on the phone, and all the lamps are off in the common room, so I kind of feel like my single is the one bastion of light and life in the flat, or possibly the world. Hmm. Perhaps I should go poke people and see what they're up to..
After making my soggy way back to my apartment (it's been pouring all day--and apparently will be raining ALL WEEK, which certainly puts a damper on most of my plans. Grrr. If it rains on graduation and we have to have the ceremony in the KAC, I will hurt someone), I settled down with some tea to finish Brideshead Revisited. ( Fairly extensive spoily babble, with quotation )
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All the underclassmen have to be out by tomorrow at noon. Campus is definitely quieting down; some of that may be the rain, but gradually it's returning to the state it was in for the first days of orientation at the beginning of freshman year. Whitney's off campus, Ellen's recovering from her last all-nighter, Chandra's holed up in her room on the phone, and all the lamps are off in the common room, so I kind of feel like my single is the one bastion of light and life in the flat, or possibly the world. Hmm. Perhaps I should go poke people and see what they're up to..
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