Errands today: Brders, coffee and burned chicken drumstick, and I’ll avoid listing down the things I have but don’t want to do so that I won’t further annoy myself. (Thinking of this, I realized that I shouldn’t have nagged so much when I “saw” “someone” hanging around doing nothing while urgent things sitting there. It’s just that my hanging-around is more diverse… so to speak. But then, to do is one thing, to nag about is another, right?)
I’ve been reading LB’s latest burglar in Borders lately cuz I don’t collect Burglar series, I just read them in the library or bookstores cuz while being undoubtedly witty and funny, Burglars don’t have the depth that you’ll relish every time you read it like Scudders do. (And oddly enough I collect Keller and Tanner, just because there were only one Keller when it was out, and Faces, one mystery publisher in Taiwan, decided to publish the old Tanners last year. You just can’t stop when you have had one.) Anyways, as I said, I’m reading on the prowl, and it’s weird that I can only read 2 chapter at one time and I’d get tired. I’m also reading The Jane Austen Book Club which is interesting in an unexpected way. Other than the two, I’m so eager to read Hornby’s new book A Long Way Down but I keep holding the desire cuz 2 is enough for one time. (Let along a whole pile of the Economist by my bed and 蘇偉貞 and 駱以軍’s new books that are to be read.)
I read until I cannot sit anymore, I gave up my not-easy-to-secure-one seat in the cafe and walked around the store. Tried to find some good travel guide book on Seattle and NAPA or SF restaurants but didn’t find any good ones. I scanned new hardcover, paperback and discount tables didn’t find anything interesting enough… enough to make me add one more to my already long-and-who-knows-when-I-can-finish-them book list. Still have that anxious feeling in my stomach, I decided to indulge myself in music. Listened Sierra Swan (she’s coming to SF in Aug), Syd Matters (very relaxed, but if the voice can be cleaner it’d be awesome), The Raconteurs (pretty good impression), Halifax (your ordinary punk rock band from So-Cal), The Light in the Piazza (the voice is fabulous but the music… not really my cup of tea), Sweeny Todd, Jersey Boys. Then I headed home for chicken, not very exciting.
Conclusion of the day: Gotta dedicate more time to books.