Read My Mind

I just spent $81.08 on books. That's typically about five to six novels, right? Maybe a couple less if some new hardcovers are in the mix, or maybe a couple more if I got them on some sort of promotion. Well, I happen to have a shipment from B&N that contains twenty paperbacks. ::beam:: That makes each book only slightly more than four bucks!

Every once in a while, B&N has 50% off its classics collection. Last year, I was in the store and bought five. But this year, I caught it online and I went buckwild. Heavy, erudite works delivered up the four flights of stairs to my doorstep with no shipping charges?! Hellz yeeah! Expanding both my brain and my fat ass in one fell swoop? Hot damn, I'm in!

I'm proud of each and every one of my new lovers, and I plan to spend many nights in bed with them. And not necessarily one at a time. ::wink::

The Damn Baby I'm Taking You Home Tonight ones:

The I Wanted You Someday But I Can Have You Now ones:


The You So Cheap How Can I Say No ones:


Finally, the I'm Getting a Double Order So I Can Tag Team ones:

The last two I just bought an extra copy to give to B to read with me. Our first book together was Dostoevsky's The Idiot, so I'm sure we could handle Anna Karenina, and The Woman in White just seems like it'd be a fun read.

Here's a 2008 vow: I will not buy any further books this year until I complete all these new ones. I have a feeling Plato and Thucydides are going to hit me with one of those loooong, numbingly exhausting sessions where I'll have grit my teeth, take it, and fake enjoyment in the end. Or, as I like to call it, my sex life before the vibrator my boyfriend.