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Mar. 12th, 2008 08:48 amThis is me requesting a zillion cookbooks from the library.
This is me slowly going insane due to only leaving the house for work and a weekly grocery store trip, which I loathe beyond all measure. Seriously, the only thing keeping me from screaming about it is that I do get to leave for work, which is more than Mumsy gets to do. [Her weekly trips are to the doctor, for those playing along at home.] Bah. It's chilly up here, but that has more to do with lingering winter morning and tank tops than it actually being cold.
So, a few weeks ago I bought the first four Private books. There was a sale, I had a gift card or something, and it was a boxed set which made it a freakishly good deal. For weeks it sat in my bathroom, unopened and unloved. Friday or so I cracked it open and read the second book. I'd read the first shortly before buying the set, as it's the only one the library has. Anyway, I read books two through four this weekend. ( and my brain sort of exploded )
I obviously have issues with main characters. I almost never like them, or if I do like them, rarely is it more than a bit player. There are exceptions [Harry Dresden, though TV Harry plays second fiddle to TV Bob] but I usually want to slam whoever the star of the series is into a wall.
Awkward sentence, I know.
Completely on a superficial note, the newer covers also seem to be sporting some super skinny waifs. Which isn't to say the first four weren't skinny, but they didn't necessarily look like a good sneeze would snap them in half.
Oooh, obviously the library is ordering new books. When I return I'll have to peek and see if they're getting anything good.
This is me slowly going insane due to only leaving the house for work and a weekly grocery store trip, which I loathe beyond all measure. Seriously, the only thing keeping me from screaming about it is that I do get to leave for work, which is more than Mumsy gets to do. [Her weekly trips are to the doctor, for those playing along at home.] Bah. It's chilly up here, but that has more to do with lingering winter morning and tank tops than it actually being cold.
So, a few weeks ago I bought the first four Private books. There was a sale, I had a gift card or something, and it was a boxed set which made it a freakishly good deal. For weeks it sat in my bathroom, unopened and unloved. Friday or so I cracked it open and read the second book. I'd read the first shortly before buying the set, as it's the only one the library has. Anyway, I read books two through four this weekend. ( and my brain sort of exploded )
I obviously have issues with main characters. I almost never like them, or if I do like them, rarely is it more than a bit player. There are exceptions [Harry Dresden, though TV Harry plays second fiddle to TV Bob] but I usually want to slam whoever the star of the series is into a wall.
Awkward sentence, I know.
Completely on a superficial note, the newer covers also seem to be sporting some super skinny waifs. Which isn't to say the first four weren't skinny, but they didn't necessarily look like a good sneeze would snap them in half.
Oooh, obviously the library is ordering new books. When I return I'll have to peek and see if they're getting anything good.
