Wednesday, August 04, 2004

I just sold a high price book. No, it's not the $900 true 1st edition of Naked Lunch. One day! One day it shall sell and I'll gloat about it for weeks.
But the one I sold today still brought in a nice chunk of change. I'm getting a leg up on the pile. Made me not feel so bad about having spent $2.50 on a DVD of Carnival of Souls earlier today (really it was that cheap and I was still feeling guilty for having bought it. And it's one of my favorite horror films. Certainly my favorite early 1960's horror film) right after I bought the sparkly pony for my niece (in different stores of course. Also, as an aside, as a parenthetical, this is a large part of why I try and keep my sorry ass out of stores.) So the money is rolling in again (fingee crossee.) My left arm is flinching in anticipation of the coming tattoo.

I was thinking of crushes earlier today. There's something great about crushes and something damnable about them as well. I usually have crushes on two or three people at any given time unless I'm in a relationship and then I tend to get really focused tunnel vision. I don't have any real life crushes right now. I have a crush on a fictional character.
Which is both better and worse at the same time. Better because you're resigned to the fact that there's not a dadblamed thing you can do about it. Worse because you feel even more lonely when you've got a crush on a fictional character.

I made broccoli in olive oil, garlic, and cayenne pepper. Also brown rice with tofu, flax seed, and loads of habanero pepper sauce. I'm really starting to get the hang of vegetarian cooking. I'm getting pretty good at it. When I first started out I was eating a lot of Boca hot dogs. Now I've figured out how to actually structure a dinner without meat. Neat.

I went out to Cafe Flo tonight and there was live music so I didn't get any reading or writing done, but it was nice to sit and sip tea and listen. Then I went for a walk. A homeless girl asked me for some change. I always have that moment when I give away money where I think "Why don't you give it all to them? It's not like you don't have a roof over your head, food from a co-op and DVDs of horror films from the early 1960s." I even had that voice before I read Wallace Shawn. I didn't give it all though. The homeless girl also asked for a hug. That was nifty.

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