if you are a decent person you will not bring me to a bookstore

[waider]

Annette cruelly suggested a trip to Waterstone's yesterday. Purveyors of fine (and not so fine) books to the masses. I came away with the newest edition of Neil Gaiman's sort-of Douglas Adams biography - it's more about Adams' books than Adams himself; Schott's Miscellany, a useless book which will endlessly amuse me; and a Jeff Noon book that I wasn't previously aware of. I would have picked up Pixel Juice except that I couldn't recall if I'd already bought it or not. Total outlay was about €35, plus a dose of pizza, too much coffee, and a taxi home. Just now I read the Gaiman book cover-to-cover while lying in bed. This is the first time in several months that I've bought books, and for this exact reason - I motor through them in no time and inevitably go back to rereading what's already on my shelves (there are a few books I've not yet managed to finish, but most of what's on my shelves has already been read at least twice, and some books are now probably approaching double digits in terms of readings) and feel ultimately dissatisfied that I've spent so much on so little (temporally speaking) enteertainment. But hey. Like that's going to stop me.

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[waider.livejournal.com]

Why yes, we do. In which case I'd probably have ended up with more books but the same amount of money spent, and still have chewed through them in no time and felt dissatisfied.

I'm exercising my right to keep and bear whines, dammit.