scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


for what it's worth, while she's sleeping
i still have Collapse and Postwar and The Great Gatsby and Catch-22 and Against the Day and Its Light is the Lamb and A Confederacy of Dunces and - what was the other one? - One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest to read (and i could always hit One Hundred Years of Solitude again if i get bored) (i'm not running out of books in the near-term future. but, so, apparently, i like twentieth-century american literature?), but if Dooce is publishing something, i'm gonna buy it, and then i'm gonna read it. And if anyone else i pay regular attention to has written any novels lately (um, i realize, this is totally not confidential to anybody) - if i can read your .pdf, i'll totally paypal up some cash.

As soon as i learn how to paypal, anyway.

Edit: translation: somehow, even if i have to bribe your kids, i will get my dirty paws on it. Succumb. Succumb.

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