today is bitterly cold. the kind of cold that my grandparents used stories about to make us do up our coats. on this most bitterly cold day I ventured out into the world of sunshine and pure pain and I was enthralled. granted most places I went the service was terrible, the staff disgruntled and the masses writhing against the oppression of the weather. BUT even in this weather I actually say a guy riding a bike. standing outside in the cold NOT moving it feels like -42, and then jump on your bike. A crazy and beautiful day.
I ventured out to the bookstore came out victorious and have a new treasure to appal and thrill me. of all the gems that I perused in my short adventure I came away with: Lullaby, by Chuck Palahniuk. I have decided that this man decided against a pen name out of shear will that when the masses saw his name they recognized it, a sales ploy that always works well on me with unpronounceable names. I am pretty sure that is what jesus did...but that is a whole other tale of tragedy that I will get to another time. any how, I am hoping that the book will be entertaining and keep my little mind busy for longer than a few hours.
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