Books!

The St Agnes Library was having another book sale over the weekend; although I was alternately too busy and had forgotten about it the first two days, I made it up there on Sunday. I bought:

The Late Romances, Shakespeare (Pericles, Cymbeline, The Winter's Tale, The Tempest)
Master and Commander Patrick O'Brian
Coram Boy Jamila Gavin
Bloodsucking Fiends: A Love Story Christopher Moore
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead Tom Stoppard
The Awakening and Selected Short Fiction Kate Chopin
Washington Square Henry James
Morality for Beautiful Girls Alexander McCall Smith
The Plot Against America Philip Roth
Pope Joan Donna Woolfolk Cross
A Conspiracy of Paper David Liss
The Scarlet Pimpernel Baroness Emmuska Orczy
The Nanny Diaries Emma McLaughlin & Nicola Kraus

For $17. I am very pleased.

I had a thoughtful post to write this evening, but I don't think I can organize my thoughts enough

Man, I am really kind of drunk. Lately I'd thought that maybe I'd begun to build a tolerance for alcohol, so when people said "come get a drink with us!", I said, "okay!" But wow. No. I didn't even drink as much as anyone else, and I'd just eaten a huge meal! Why is the drunk emoticon vomiting? That's not appealing to look at.

My stomach kind of hurts. And small things are terribly fascinating.

Whew, hi. And how are all of you this evening?