Let's just say....TGILDW. Aka Thank God it's Labor Day Weekend!
I'm done with The Secret History of the Pink Carnation. I'd give it a 3.5. It's a decent read, but I could tell what was going to happen 50 pages into the book. Lame. Especially when it is supposed to be a thriller. WAY too many sex scenes. Jesus...no one needs to have that much GRAPHIC sex. Ridiculous. No one is going to have sex behind a curtain while they're trying to hide and be spies. Ridiculous.
I bought the book because it was on sale on Amazon. I'm reading the second book in the series just because I bought it at the same time. Again, I'm not that impressed. Oh well..
I have gotten rid of over 50 books. I donated some to work and a bunch to the library. It's amazing how it feels to PURGE things. I'm the total opposite of a pack rat. If I could get away with owning nothing, I'd certainly try.
Side note: My cat, Oliver, is giving me quite the look right now. I think I must have woken him up from his precious nap. We call this the "stink eye" where I'm from.
Work has been incredibly stressful for me lately and I'll be very grateful to go visit my family this weekend. It is really hard to live so far away from them. I just need to get the hell out of this town. I'm so sick of this town. This weekend: mom's house. Next weekend: Darryn's house for the Renaissance Festival. Rock on!
In regards to work, some times I wonder if people realize how freaking hard I work and whether I'm appreciated or not. Yes, I may sit at a desk all day, but I get a TON done. Give me a list of things to get done in two weeks, I get them done in a week and then four times as many things. I suppose every one wonders whether or not they're appreciated, but I guess I'm pretty sensitive to it. I just wish I had a window and a decent chair/keyboard/computer mouse. I feel like I'm in a box most of the time and I savor the times I get to go someplace like the bank or the post office. The keyboard and mouse are just crappy. LOVE the monitor...but the keyboard and mouse drive me CRAZY.
Go buy The Price of Stones. Seriously. You'll never find a book more moving or more enjoyable.
Go buy The Love We Share Without Knowing. You'll never find a book better written.
DO IT.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
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