This is why I added Neil Gaiman to my friends list.
Sore throat and ear ache this morning. I'm predicting strep throat, but we'll see what health services says this evening.
The ridiciously over-priced chain Sam Goody is going out of business in the mall near the boy's house. Right now their entire stock of DVDs and CDs are half off. After spending $100 himself, the b/f picks me up for a spending spree of my own.
I spent about $40 for the following:
CDs - Muse, The Origin of Symmetry and The Horrorpops, Bring It On.
DVDs - The Good, the Bad and the Ugly regular edition. I didn't want to pay more for the Special Edition considering I'd never seen the movie. And the John Wayne box set I've been pining away for (!) including Stagecoach ~swoon~, Rio Grande, The Cowboys and best of all The Searchers! Originally $39.99, mine for just $19.99!
I <3 bargains.
While at the boy's house, I started to read Marilyn Manson's autobiography. Before I knew it, I had inhaled half of the book. While I don't doubt that the man experienced some trauma, I do think that his candor is deceiving. There is something calculated about his confessions. I can't explain it, I certainly should finish the book before making large judgments, but I get the impression that despite reading the book, it doesn't paint a complete portrait.
Currently on the summer reading list:
Seeing, Jose Saramago - The sequel to Blindness I didn't know existed until two weeks ago. A fourth into the book I don't think it's as good its predecessor, but we'll see.
The Double, Jose Sarmago - Bemoaning my poverty I thought I wouldn't get to read this book until it dawned on me that I could check it out for free at the library. Up until a few months ago, if I didn't see a book at the library I just assumed that it wasn't there. That was before bpl.org and their searchable catalogs.
Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt, Anne Rice - It's been slow going, but I'll make it. But I have to admit I will miss the vampire sex.
A Death in Belmont, Sebastian Junger - From the cat who wrong The Perfect Storm a new non-fiction thriller, claiming the Boston Strangler was employed by his family and that maybe he wasn't responsible for at least one of the death's he confessed to.
Good Omens, my lover, Neil Gaiman - Well.... one day.