Friday, May 31, 2002

Well, giving in to blatant peer pressure (well not really, but Teri seems to think it's a better idea than my rather sporadic attempts at journaling) I thought I'd try this for a while.
I love books. I truly do. I've been in California for about two weeks now, and I've probably bought at least a book every day. Thank heavens for used bookstores or I would be seriously in debt. I've bought a great one -- Suprised by Joy (C.S. Lewis). It's very good so far. Anyone who isn't obsessed with his writings should instantly become so. Take a dictionary, and read the problem of pain at your own risk.
Speaking of bookstores, I've always been told that you can't meet men at a bookstore. I proved that wrong. I was at a bookstore recently (In the lovely town of Monterey, CA -- I may move there permanently if all the bookstores are thus inhabited) and this young gentleman came up started talking to me about all sorts of things. The Lord of the Ring trilogy turned out to be his favorite set (convenient!). Then he took my hand and asked if I was married or engaged (I DID have a ring on, but it was on my right hand) or dating anyone. I said no, and wanted to know why. I told him that a girl in my line of work doesn't meet men who are interested in women very often. So, to cut to the interesting part of the story, I said I had to go because a friend and I were catching a movie, and he helped me to my feet, said he didn't want me to go because he was having such a good time, and then kissed me. In the middle of the History section. Random, yes, and yet it was completely non-creepy. So who says you can't meet guys in a bookstore.

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