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How irritating - I went to the library today and totally forgot my list of male authors that I planned to look into. *eyeroll* Oh well. It was a good trip anyway. Borrowed Lolita and The Strange Tale of Dr Jeykll and Mr Hyde on CD to listen to but may have a problem finding time what with all the mad amounts of Knightmare I have been watching. I shall have to portion life out gently. Borrowed A Secret History by Donna Tartt to keep with my Big Read resolution. Am not totally sure about it - I can't quite feel pleased about any book where, ten pages in, I want to punch the narrator in the face and yell "SHUT UP, YOU WHINY GIT!" But I'm actually quite interested in the thing so I suppose that's a good start anyway!
As that shows, I am still watching Knightmare. LOTS of Knightmare. It's wonderful and addictive and beautiful and shiny and filled with filthy jokes. You know, if a book ever talks to me, I suspect that my first question will not be "Do you have any special powers?" It's a talking book! What do you think?! God.
We has mice in the garage again. We suspect more than one because if it's only ONE mouse, it's a massive, fat monster that's eaten great lumps out of potatos and and our pasta. Little bastard! *sulking about the pasta which all had to be binned*
As that shows, I am still watching Knightmare. LOTS of Knightmare. It's wonderful and addictive and beautiful and shiny and filled with filthy jokes. You know, if a book ever talks to me, I suspect that my first question will not be "Do you have any special powers?" It's a talking book! What do you think?! God.
We has mice in the garage again. We suspect more than one because if it's only ONE mouse, it's a massive, fat monster that's eaten great lumps out of potatos and and our pasta. Little bastard! *sulking about the pasta which all had to be binned*