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[ealgylden]

So my quick little excursion to pick up a copy of TTT turned into an all-day trek, but I have it and it was cheap and I'm watching it right now. That is, I'm staring at it. As it sits there. Unwatchable. Because I still can't figure out how to hook up the goddamn DVD player that I got back in March. Swear to God, if there's anything Darwinian about being able to set up entertainment technology, my genes are not in a happy position here.

But I have the darned thing (yay! something else to dust!), and I have a fabulous new book as well. "New" as a relative term, since it was published in 1923. Zarah the Cruel by Joan Conquest (dude!), author of such notables as Desert Love, Leonie of the Jungle, and The Hawk of Egypt. This should be as fun as The Sheik was- while deciding whether to get it or not, I randomly opened it to Chapter VII, which begins, "The desert is the cradle of love!" Really, how could I resist?

So a good day but a long one, and with Zarah in hand I'll hie myself to bed. And in the morning there will be carolinecrane's Denial!Fic to devour (at last! at last!), Nicky vs. the towel bar in "Last Laugh" (one of the high points of the season for me) and "Maple Street," which I know I liked but offhand I forget why, plus everyone's continuing squeeing over TTT, which I do so love to read, plus who knows what other lovely things.

Some days, it's just good to be alive.

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[ealgylden.livejournal.com]

Yay indeed! Long weekends are a happy thing. I'm beginning to think I should lurk around one of the local colleges until I find some technogeek to kidnap and force to set up the stupid DVD player. It'd be a lot simpler. Oh well, at least I have the DVD- I'm sure I'll get to see it someday.