In which I copy T.S. without the rant

"The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed."
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them ;-)

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Fab. This is a strange, strange list and that's not even counting the repeats. I didn't say I loved any or intend to read any of the others, and while this makes me an awful person, I couldn't tell you that I actually read that particular Austen, only that I read one and it made no impression on me whatsoever because it was for school and I've hated every single book I was forced to read for school [even those I picked off a list!] with two exceptions. The no love/intention was because I actually intend to read quite a few of those [simply to get my mother off my back] but... I've got time. And if I don't, I sincerely doubt my biggest regret will be not having read half that list. Just sayin'.

awww

I hate having glass in my foot. It won't come out and I don't have time to drink until I'm numb enough not to care then bribe someone else to cause me pain, nor do I know if I even possess such a tolerance in either pain/booze. In other news, those Just Bitten Revlon lipglosses I've been eying since the promos started flooding the stores finally went on clearance. So I bought one of each. :D I'm sad they're doing away with them, but happy that I didn't have to spend $13-something on a lipgloss. Instead I spent that much [after tax it was a little under] on four. Oh, priorities.

Tonight I bring a book to work. Possibly two. They're scrubbing the wax off, then laying down another three layers. The smell, oh... the smell.

It's weird to think that once I finish this week, I only have one more week until my vacation. Of course, I have no plans at all for said vacation, but I suspect I'll be seeing Wall-E if only because my inner-child screams "Baby Johnny-5!" [And if you don't get that reference, we may have words...] I love that my mother can remember the first five episodes of She-ra in their entirety, but cannot remember Short Circuit, even though I watched that movie so many times I think she threatened to kill me. Until I pointed out that at least it wasn't Super Girl, which was my other movie of choice. It's sad that I remember going to the video store, being told I could pick out one movie, and it was almost always Super Girl. Older, wiser, and having to watch the same frickin' Scooby Doo movies over and over and over, I realize I was lucky neither of my parents threw the VCR out the window [and me along with it] after the fifth go round.