$80 spent at Half Price Books last night. God, I am SUCH a dork. Let's just say it is seriously bad news for Beth to live two blocks from an enormous and well-stocked used bookstore. I may not have electricity in the next couple of months, but damn if I won't have my birch Billy bookshelves from Ikea crammed to the ceiling with pretentious literature!
I brought my giant bag home and scattered my new purchases around me on the sofa and felt true joy. Sarah Vowell, Amanda Davis, some trashy UK Chick Lit, Michael Moore and a bunch of random travel essays about Ireland, Spain and Afghanistan....welcome home, kids.