New icon in honor of discovering
the Red Hat Society. Purple dresses (as most of you know, purple is my favorite color to a probably-unhealthy degree), ostentatious red hats, and tea parties. There is no bad here.
Aw, I have a Miss Marple icon!
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The Historian continued its trend of amazingness. Well, the romances could have been done away with, but beyond that--fantastic. And of course, just as I finish one vampire book that gives me the willies, what arrives in my mailbox but
Goth Opera a Fifth Doctor "Missing Adventure" about, you guessed it, vampires. At least there's no possible way these vampires can be scary. There's too much horrible, horrible science trying to explain their existence in the real world ("quantum states where vampires exist" being translated to "classical physics" so we can see them by way of garlic and Christianity?) to take them in any way seriously.
Also, it has Five and Tegan acting like they're married. Aw.
( To wit )I think after this, though, I'll attempt to turn away from vampires and into something like
The Seven Ages of Paris. Of course, one of those ages will undoubtedly be the Revolution, but guillotines are less creepy than vampires, I suppose.
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Speaking of books, I got an amazing haul this weekend at the used bookstore in Rivergate. I traded in a massive box of comps books, books from this semester, and stuff from the recent hoe-out of my bookcase, so I ended up getting thirteen books for free. And I still have fifteen books-worth of credit left. I got my own copies of
Brideshead Revisited and Pamela Dean's
Tam Lin, 'cause those are books I simply must have around. I got a bunch of Hardy, because yay Hardy, including a book of his poetry that was edited by
John Crowe Ransom (I felt a bit obligated to get that one). Also, Tennyson's
Idylls of the King, Forster's
A Passage to India, Porter's
Ship of Fools, and a couple fantasy books I'd heard were good:
The Glass Harmonica and
The Glasswright's Apprentice. In addition, I got one of the stories-from-the-Sandman universe anthologies, Trollope's
Barchester Towers (I wanted
He Knew He Was Right, but they didn't have it), and
The Compleat Angler, which, yes, is about fishing, but also includes lots of lovely passages about the sixteenth-century English countryside.