Days slip by like paper

I'd feel guilty if I hadn't eradicated my book-purchase-guilt way back in college.

I'd headed down to the UVillage with the sole intention of getting my hands on an Nsync desk calendar. And maybe one of BSB. And there may have been an ulterior motive of getting out in the sunshine and getting some exercise and the thought of food was there, but pretty low priority, since I'd had a big breakfast at our meeting this morning.

So, calendar - at least 50% off, since I'm cheap when it comes to calendars, since I won't use them until it's the next year already, and hey, half off is a good thing. So I had to hunt, and I got the last Nsync calendar, and I wavered between an Irish and a Leo tear-off daily calendar, but settled on Ireland and wistful afternoon daydreams.

And then I saw the clearance racks for the other stuff. The books, remaindered, and half off and 10% from Dad's little card, and the Encyclopaedia of World Mythology just jumped into my hands. Leaped off the table! And there may have been a pictorial of Lost Civilizations, a book on yoga and a book by one of the FBI's top profilers that all made it into my arms. I stopped when I realized I'd have to carry them all the way back to the office and then home at the end of the day.

My friends only wonder at my library until they see me in a bookstore. Then they wonder why I don't have more.

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I lost one of my earrings, one of the ones that my Mommy made for me. sniff I think it's somewhere between here and the UVillage, and maybe in the B&N. pout It was the only pair of pink earrings I was willing to wear - they're halfway to peach. Bugger all.