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Fucking McDonald's. I pay good money for my terrible, artery encrusting food, and I have to go back and switch out my order three times before I can go home. Then I get there, and discover that they put the wrong sandwich in the right packaging.
With that complaining done, I will do more complaining.
I have been trying to buy a Kindle for four months, because it can save me a lot of money on books, and doesn't take up 14 boxes every time I have to move, and three book shelves when I'm not.
I've pretty much replaced gaming with reading at this point, and go through just about two books a week. But because of my plans here, I've stopped buying new books, and read through my backlog. I've succeeded at this, and having been trying to dig something worthwhile out of the library's romance novels for about a month now.
But I have the money to buy the kindle now. Can I really buy it? Nope. My parents got me one, for Christmas. They are totally happy with telling me this. So I can't buy it now. I also can't use it. It gets to sit in the safe in my dad's office for two months.
So now I'm stuck with a dinky midwestern library that keeps itself afloat by stocking only books that bored, middle aged housewives want to read. I mean, it's incredibly easy to pirate books for an e-reader, and I have more ebooks on hand than the damn thing can hold. But it has to sit in a box now, so that I can act surprised on a holiday that I don't care about.
What a waste.
With that complaining done, I will do more complaining.
I have been trying to buy a Kindle for four months, because it can save me a lot of money on books, and doesn't take up 14 boxes every time I have to move, and three book shelves when I'm not.
I've pretty much replaced gaming with reading at this point, and go through just about two books a week. But because of my plans here, I've stopped buying new books, and read through my backlog. I've succeeded at this, and having been trying to dig something worthwhile out of the library's romance novels for about a month now.
But I have the money to buy the kindle now. Can I really buy it? Nope. My parents got me one, for Christmas. They are totally happy with telling me this. So I can't buy it now. I also can't use it. It gets to sit in the safe in my dad's office for two months.
So now I'm stuck with a dinky midwestern library that keeps itself afloat by stocking only books that bored, middle aged housewives want to read. I mean, it's incredibly easy to pirate books for an e-reader, and I have more ebooks on hand than the damn thing can hold. But it has to sit in a box now, so that I can act surprised on a holiday that I don't care about.
What a waste.