I wrote this before, but the computer ate it. A lackluster reproduction:

I went to the illustrious Ocala, FL "Friends of the Library" booksale while visiting Justin's parents. Basically, you walk through an abandoned furniture store lined with tables of discarded books (mostly hardbacks), all priced from $0.25 to 2.50. The day I went was even half-priced. I found some good ones: three "Best Short Stories of..." various decades, a Joyce Carol Oates story collection, a Harry Crews novel, a novel called "Soft!", multiple story collections from the "Young up-and-comer" (have not heard of these people since), and "Glamorama" by Bret Easton Ellis (I have read this before, but felt compelled to rescue the hardback from certain death, or worse--a grandmother reading it).

All of this cost around four dollars.

Joyce Carol Oates mostly writes about rape.

Two things that I find disconcerting:

-My blog is in the top ten sites that includes the words "keith american idol green sweater".

-My blog is also one of the top sites that includes the words "girlfriend Jessica Welch".

I know why people are looking for the first...that contestant was horrible. But the second...why? WHY?

Always behind the curve as far as new video game phenomena is concerned, I just recently started playing Grand Theft Auto III. It's morally reprehensible in the best ways...and addictive. Justin and I are now cross-eyed from our six-hour stints of stealing cars, shooting bad guys, and redoing failed missions with inexplicably ressurected Mafia people (you've just killed your boss through your ineptitude! Go to his house to pick him up and try again...)

In other news, "The Ring" was actually okay. No one called after we watched it, but my dad's text message on my new phone kept making my phone beep at the most awkward times.

We also watched "Rules of Attraction," which is a fairly good adaptation of the book. The only thing--it's a movie starring all of the teeny-bopper idols of last year...with the methodical pacing of a festival flick...I don't know how the film made any money. It's disconcerting to everyone.