2003-10-27

Public Internet Terminals are scary things. I was in the Library at lunch today to pick up my copy of Devil Wears Prada, when I saw a man surfing for Porn. I left, and ended up purchasing the book. I'll give it to Sister for Christmas.

I take care of my books. She'll never know.

AS for anything else, well, there is very little. I spend all my time commuting these days, or so they seem. Commuting and napping. I tell you, there is nothing I like better than napping. I napped away the entire weekend. It's like I have mono or something. Which recalls the line, "I thought I had mono once, but it turns out I was just really bored". Perhaps that's my problem of late. No shopping, no gossiping, no going out to bars and clubs trying to impress strangers. Nope, just long shots of me wandering about the city while All By Myself belts from imaginary speakers. Luckily, there is a holiday coming up. And then the whole festive season, plus the Oscar films, and all the parties and things. Baking. Cooler weather, all kinds of change. Togetherness, brotherhood, what have you. Or bone shattering lonliness and SAD. Depends. And I am not talking undergarments. Unless that's your bag.

Ok, that didn't make any sense. I think I'll go read my book before the soundtrack picks up again.

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