I can have books!
May. 11th, 2008 09:52 pmOne of the consequences of social interaction with Certain Of My Friends is the exploration of just how much of a capacity for knocking back sake I have and how late Andy can make me I can stay up at my age. This is not a complaint - not when I have been having such a wonderful time with these folks - just an observation.
As a result, I did not get anything much done today. In fact, I spent a fair amount of time crashed out on the futon sofa downstairs drifting in and out to old movies on TMC.
Circadian rhythms completely hosed and appetite returning, I did venture out late this afternoon in search of reading matter. I tend to read a lot on my lunch hour at work and have just finished Christopher Moore's A Dirty Job. Having a gift card still left from Christmas, I hit the Barnes and Noble in Emeryville (Jack London Square is closer, but never seems to have what I want when I go there).
New acquisitions:
David McCullough's John Adams - yes, interest was piqued by the HBO series and no, I did not by the tie-in edition with Paul Giamatti on the cover.
Lindsay Davis' new Marcus Didius Falco mystery Saturnalia.
Buddha by Karen Armstrong (recommended by my father who had been listening to it in audiobook form on his commute).
And on DVD, Persuasion, with Amanda Root and Ciaran Hinds, because it was on sale for $9.99. (Picture especially for![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
callistotoni and anyone else who likes good lookin' men in uniform.)
As a result, I did not get anything much done today. In fact, I spent a fair amount of time crashed out on the futon sofa downstairs drifting in and out to old movies on TMC.
Circadian rhythms completely hosed and appetite returning, I did venture out late this afternoon in search of reading matter. I tend to read a lot on my lunch hour at work and have just finished Christopher Moore's A Dirty Job. Having a gift card still left from Christmas, I hit the Barnes and Noble in Emeryville (Jack London Square is closer, but never seems to have what I want when I go there).
New acquisitions:
David McCullough's John Adams - yes, interest was piqued by the HBO series and no, I did not by the tie-in edition with Paul Giamatti on the cover.
Lindsay Davis' new Marcus Didius Falco mystery Saturnalia.
Buddha by Karen Armstrong (recommended by my father who had been listening to it in audiobook form on his commute).
And on DVD, Persuasion, with Amanda Root and Ciaran Hinds, because it was on sale for $9.99. (Picture especially for
callistotoni and anyone else who likes good lookin' men in uniform.) 
