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 My second-favorite indie bookstore was having a warehouse sale today, so I am now the proud owner of five Angela Carter books, The Baking Bible, Lavinia, Shrill and an Elizabeth Bishop collection.

 

The middle of the day was mostly cross-stitching and watching Light play God of War (which remains a very pretty sort of violent), and then I got to read him a bunch of my favorite Edna St Vincent Millay poems (and realized I really need a brand new collection because the past 25 years have pretty much dessicated the binding glue and it's going to fly apart at any second.)

 

Then we went to B&N for a date and I read the first 50 pages of a handful of books and then the entirety of a graphic novel I really, really want my very own copy of, Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up with Me.  Then we bought Legos.

Any day now, there will be a real post.