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Also, I love the Canterbury Public Library, if only for their rather extensive graphic novel collection that I am making my way through at a rather alarming rate. I have now read up to Vol 4 of Sandman, and I really need to read the rest because Neil Gaiman, your imagination is a wonder.
Keeping with that theme, they have recently built a Borders in Riccarton Mall and that mall is fucking huge, it’s almost a whole suburb out there < / hyperbole>. Anyway, Borders. Very, very nice. Especially the graphic novel department but also the history books and the music. They even have America: The Book there, which I flicked through and which I am going to have to buy. They’re not really any cheaper than any bookstores we already have here but the variety is pretty damn amazing.
Also, the world conspires against me. I could tape House this week because they played a movie on TV2 instead of the OC but no, who forgot to check her VCR's clock was reset after daylight savings ended? That would be me. Woe.
I seriously considered how easy it would be for me to move to Wellington the other day. My friend over MSN yesterday did point out that I would effectively be living a very similar life to I am now, but without my friends, which is a fair point, but only in a way as I wouldn't be living in my parent's house which is a pretty big change. Anyway, it was damn tempting for an hour there. A little too tempting.
Need to find someone to go to the Jack Johnson concert with me. His voice is just gorgeous and he sounds so good live. I have the money, I have the time but a concert is one thing I can't go to by myself. Movies? Sure, do it all the time. Plays? Have done before and it was fine. Music concerts? Not so much.
Ah, a NZ cricket batting collapse. I've been wondering where you've been all day. I take far too much delight in how much NZ sucks at cricket when playing Australia.
Also, I love the Canterbury Public Library, if only for their rather extensive graphic novel collection that I am making my way through at a rather alarming rate. I have now read up to Vol 4 of Sandman, and I really need to read the rest because Neil Gaiman, your imagination is a wonder.
Keeping with that theme, they have recently built a Borders in Riccarton Mall and that mall is fucking huge, it’s almost a whole suburb out there < / hyperbole>. Anyway, Borders. Very, very nice. Especially the graphic novel department but also the history books and the music. They even have America: The Book there, which I flicked through and which I am going to have to buy. They’re not really any cheaper than any bookstores we already have here but the variety is pretty damn amazing.
Also, the world conspires against me. I could tape House this week because they played a movie on TV2 instead of the OC but no, who forgot to check her VCR's clock was reset after daylight savings ended? That would be me. Woe.
I seriously considered how easy it would be for me to move to Wellington the other day. My friend over MSN yesterday did point out that I would effectively be living a very similar life to I am now, but without my friends, which is a fair point, but only in a way as I wouldn't be living in my parent's house which is a pretty big change. Anyway, it was damn tempting for an hour there. A little too tempting.
Need to find someone to go to the Jack Johnson concert with me. His voice is just gorgeous and he sounds so good live. I have the money, I have the time but a concert is one thing I can't go to by myself. Movies? Sure, do it all the time. Plays? Have done before and it was fine. Music concerts? Not so much.
Ah, a NZ cricket batting collapse. I've been wondering where you've been all day. I take far too much delight in how much NZ sucks at cricket when playing Australia.