damn.
last monday, i got bluffed by a salesperson into panic buying Theodora Goss' In the Forest of Forgetting and Cory Doctorow's Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town from Powerbooks. all she had to say was "it's the last day of the sale" and i bit. total kneejerk. there were no signs up in the shop; that should probably have clued me in to the fact that it wasn't the last day but an early start to a month long sale. yes, it has happened to me before. doesn't help that this time i've got a credit card...
worst thing about that is that now i should probably stay away from the place for the rest of the month. at least.
still, i can't really complain. past couple days, i've been feeling like a real charity case. Mitch bought me coffee monday night, and last night two of me best mates, Paeng and Eman, bought me dinner. set to be a pair o' real high rollers in this here world, those two, in their own different ways.
i could say i'm ashamed of being such a frickin' parasite (which i am, too, just a bit). but i'm far more pleased that these people are all genuine friends of mine, and i'm happy they're around to make things easier for a rightfully starvin' writer like meself.
i haven't yet gotten a ticket on my metaphorical rocket, but these people make me feel a bit like Vincent Freeman must have felt when he finally got to leave earth behind...
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just wanted to mention here that Paul's just started Project: No Relation over on his blog, which promises to be one of the most interesting things to hit the Blog Multiverse since i started meddling with its metasubstance myself.
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Well, just in case you're interested, I have this bridge in Brooklyn that's a regular steal... ;-)
wow. thanks for the advert re P: NR. if P: NR turns out to be a dud and everybody knows it is, it's your fault. wehehe.
as for being a charity case: i would kill to be in your position.
bc: hm... a bridge, eh?...
paul: the question is, who would you kill?
and what, exactly, are you doing with that knife?
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