I swear to God, when I'm working and have my own credit card, I am going to buy the shit out of Amazon and drown in all the books I want.
MWAHAHAHAHA.
I don't know whether this comes before or after I move into my own apartment. But hey, this is so going to happen.
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Since we're on the subject of commercialism at its finest, I was at Galleria the other day, lookin' around and eye-raping the Macs and the books and the clothing I will never fit into, when I come across this literal horde of boys sitting in the center and playing cards. And when I say cards it's not even the normal deck with aces and kings and queens. It's those Magic the Gathering type of cards that have the weird rules and stuff, not unlike the Pokemon trading cards that were so popular back when we had yet to reach puberty.
And you know what I thought?
I do not have enough estrogen to stick through watching one single game. Seriously. Just passing through that crowd made me feel like my breasts were shrinking. Or maybe like I was growing a penis.
I exaggerate, but you get my drift.
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ETA:
APPARENTLY FULLY BOOKED DELIVERS TO MY DOORSTEP NOW. KAKAKAKAKAKAKA.
The only problem now is:
Work with me, delayed gratiication. WORK WITH MEEEEEEE.
Melusine - Sarah Monette
Corambis - Sarah Monette
Carnival - Elizabeth Bear
Wicked Gentlemen - Ginn Hale
The Dresden Files - Jim Butcher
Snow Crash - Neal Stephenson
The Diamond Age - Neal Stephenson
I, Lucifer - Glenn Duncan (coz I lost mine)
Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal - Christopher Moore
P.S. Your Cat Is Dead - James Kirkwood
The Vintner's Luck - Elizabeth Knox