Break, Blow, Burn (my money away, away)
While waiting for the 10pm showing of UP last thursday, my roommie (and jules) and i, however reluctantly, decided to swing by the FUlly Booked shop near the Eastwood Mall Cinemas. (incidentally, we were able to score tix for the movie, albeit on row C. and this is for the 10pm show). Because I allow myself 1000/month self-splurging money, I know I'm not supposed to buy anything else as I've spent my money on a foot spa session and other R n R stuff.
Then I saw this book, sitting there, as though waiting for me:
I did not give myself time to evaluate said purchase. I grabbed the book, went in line and paid for it.
The only question was: Should I have bought the new Billy Collins' book too?
Or the newest Poetry Daily?
Le sigh.
The purchase, as expected, was totally worth it. I haven't finished the book yet, and proudly showed it to my classmates this morning in class. They all want a copy now, as it was one of our bibles back in the Modern Poetry and Poetics class we had two terms back.
iloveitiloveitiloveit to bits. :)
Then I saw this book, sitting there, as though waiting for me:
I did not give myself time to evaluate said purchase. I grabbed the book, went in line and paid for it.
The only question was: Should I have bought the new Billy Collins' book too?
Or the newest Poetry Daily?
Le sigh.
The purchase, as expected, was totally worth it. I haven't finished the book yet, and proudly showed it to my classmates this morning in class. They all want a copy now, as it was one of our bibles back in the Modern Poetry and Poetics class we had two terms back.
iloveitiloveitiloveit to bits. :)