Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Okay, so I really didn't say zounds. I said crap, because I own my potty mouth. But doesn't zounds make a better title?
Why am I cursing? Because I left my book at work. A book I was just starting to get into and was all excited about reading tonight (I'm reading Run). I even know exactly where the book is - on top of the file cabinet in my cubicle. It's hanging out with Structured Decision Making policy manuals and training guides, so it's probably gonna be mighty unhappy with me tomorrow. And I didn't even leave any good snacks around.
I'm seriously bummed, because Rushdie was a downer and after a week of "meh, I don't want to open my book tonight," I'd finally found one that's holding my interest. And, I'm at a very important part. I was reading in the waiting room at the dentist this morning, and I couldn't exactly say "wait a minute, I just need to finish this chapter." I'd been looking forward to finding out what's happening all day.
So I really don't want to start anything else, although I seem to have 145 other books to choose from. But I know me...if I start something else, I'll forget about Run, and then it will really hate me.
Instead, I've downloaded and am listening to Everlast's version of Folsom Prison Blues.