Thursday, May 8, 2014

I'm doing nothing and you can't stop me, so ha.

Been listening to Fenster for the last 30 minutes, and while I'm digging their whole dream!pop vibe, I'm feeling freakin' depressed just listening to them. I'm not saying I hate their music, quite the opposite actually but why am I'm suddenly wallowing in meloncholy right now? Hmm...

I've been off since yesterday, doing absolutely nothing productive. I've not worked out, save for random reps of push-ups. I can only manage 10-12 at a time, and The Hubs thinks I'm doing them wrong.

I've already finished two books that I managed to sneak between the two I'm suppose to be seriously reading at the moment. Griffin & Sabine by Nick Bantock, a strange and interesting sort of picture book detailing the correspondence between a lonely postcard artist Griffin and a mysterious woman named Sabine. After hearing about the book on an episode of Books On the Nightstand weeks ago, I managed to pick up a used copy at Poor Richard's, along with a used copy of 84, Charing Cross Road by Helene Hanff. Two keepers, me thinks. I saw the film version of Hanff's book first, way back in early 2000 and loved it, so I downloaded it for my Kindle Fire to watch whenever.

Last week I decided to attack That Darn Book Stack and seriously weed out a few books that I've since lost interest in reading over the last year and a half. Sorry, Ruth Rendell. I'm determined to be more thoughtful of the books -new and used- that I buy. And I've decided that I'm only going to shop from my to-read list on
Now, my e-book purchases, that's a whole 'nother bag o' nuts...

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