Holy Hera!
Sep. 24th, 2005 11:06 pmHow exactly is one supposed to write a one to two page paper when there are eight items to be discussed in it? Because I've barely covered anything, and I'm already at the two page mark. And she thought that you could do it all in one page?
My eyes apparently also have a strange gleam about them according to Jen. We think it is because I spent the last three hours reading about two hundred pages worth of computer information. I wonder how much of it I actually got? I know with one book I had no idea what I was reading. Inputs chasing outputs? Although I understand the whole rock/paper/scissor thing, however much the author was calling it scissor/paper/rock. How odd.
Jen and I went Cambridge side today because she wanted to donate some clothing to a thrift store near Harvard. We stopped by the yarn store there, and once again, the prices were outrageous, though nowhere near as bad as that other store. It is quite impossible getting any sort of affordable yarn in Boston. I give up.
We wandered into a used bookstore and on our way out were were accosted by the owner on his way in. Luckily, we managed to escape after only a little bit and happily found ourselves in a lovely children's bookstore. Where I bought a book with what remaining cash ($4) I had. Actually, I was quite fortunate, because the book I bought (Pamela Dean's Whim of the Dragon) was on the 1/2 price clearance. I guess it is now considered an older book that they need to clear off their shelves. Perhaps that is why I have had an impossible time finding it. At least they didn't rip the cover off of it! Oh, and there was also a copy of Sherwood Smith's Wren's War there that I would have bought (also 1/2 price), but I'm still under the belief that
ladyshrew has that for me in some pile. Am I right? Cause if you don't have it, I might have to scrape some funds together and get it.
As you can see, I love books more than shower sandals.
My eyes apparently also have a strange gleam about them according to Jen. We think it is because I spent the last three hours reading about two hundred pages worth of computer information. I wonder how much of it I actually got? I know with one book I had no idea what I was reading. Inputs chasing outputs? Although I understand the whole rock/paper/scissor thing, however much the author was calling it scissor/paper/rock. How odd.
Jen and I went Cambridge side today because she wanted to donate some clothing to a thrift store near Harvard. We stopped by the yarn store there, and once again, the prices were outrageous, though nowhere near as bad as that other store. It is quite impossible getting any sort of affordable yarn in Boston. I give up.
We wandered into a used bookstore and on our way out were were accosted by the owner on his way in. Luckily, we managed to escape after only a little bit and happily found ourselves in a lovely children's bookstore. Where I bought a book with what remaining cash ($4) I had. Actually, I was quite fortunate, because the book I bought (Pamela Dean's Whim of the Dragon) was on the 1/2 price clearance. I guess it is now considered an older book that they need to clear off their shelves. Perhaps that is why I have had an impossible time finding it. At least they didn't rip the cover off of it! Oh, and there was also a copy of Sherwood Smith's Wren's War there that I would have bought (also 1/2 price), but I'm still under the belief that
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As you can see, I love books more than shower sandals.