Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead

Is there anything better than getting your hands on a truly great book? Not in my sad little world :p

Seriously, Wicked by Gregory Maguire is a truly great book. It's the kind of book where you resent needing to stop reading to get food, or take a leak for that matter. As usual, I started it this morning before heading into work. Why I do this to myself is the question. I want to hole up on my couch with a thermos of coffee, a new pack of smokes, and read it end to end without stopping. Of course that ain't gonna happen.

Woke up at 7 and it was 80 degrees and humid out. And raining. So of course I had to run and take a shower and go sit on the porch to achieve my perfect hair. Looks like it did when I would go to Georgia or Hawaii. Gotta love a state that gives you Good Hair Day, every day.

Kiddobean will be here in a bit. Her dad was cool with the hair, a fact that undoubtedly chaps her ass. She likes irking him. Thank God he gets to be that parent and not moi. She is looking forward to playing on the computer for a couple hours. I am still pondering seeing Clerks II. But now that I started that book, Randall and Dante may just have to wait.

Tomorrow is Dim Sum and books day. Which means I will run right out and buy every other book by Maguire. This time I am going to attempt to be a bright girl and print off my Amazon list and take it with me. Never fails, I get there and my mind blanks on what I want. It is like I turn into a cracked out zombie in the presence of so many books. I wouldn't be surprised to find my eyeballs were spinning.

Just realized we have been in the condo nearly a year now. My how time flies when you are not having fun. Well you know what I mean. It is not like I am miserable, more like I am marking time. I do try to get something good out of each day though. And most of the time I am too busy. Besides I hate wallowing. Of any kind. Mine in particular, but I have precious little patience for it in others.

Ok, it is looking like CD time. My radio is stuck on shit whiny alt rock crap. No offence to Mister Gwen, but I loathe the song Glycerin by Bush. Oh Jesus...Now the new Killers song. They truly suck. Makes me think of that quote in the book (which I highly recommend) U2 At The End Of The World where Elvis Costello refers to Grunge as "Mummy I've wet myself" music. Must admit it made me giggle. Bad Bad Gen X'er!

Oh I watched Eureka last night and I loved it. Have to add that to the must watch list. Wish I could post on it. Of course the Ex does not own the fucking sci fi boards but I'd have to come up with a new screen name, blah blah blah. Kinda burns me though. I can't talk Serenity or Dead Like Me, and now Eureka with like minded folks.

See now reading that, I get pissed. Why can't I? Will ponder this.