19 September, 2005 | 12:38 p.m.
Leave The Gun. Take The Cannoli.

I buy too many books. This is a problem.

My first shifts at 7 have gone well, hopefully I'll be okay when I start working alone too. Working the midnight - 6 AM shift on a Saturday night is interesting... Surprising how stupid drunk people appear when you're sober, while when you're drunk they're can be the most interesting people on the planet.

Back to the book thing. The bookstore on campus has a book sale that started today, and I've already bought 6 books. One I'm giving to H, it's a very cute book about relationships, with drawings and little poems and it's adorable (in other words, it's not something you'd give a guy. But hey. We're in a long-distance relationship. TOLERATION is a key word). The other ones I'm keeping for myself, bitch.

Diaryland is so dead these days! So few people update, some move to other sites, that makes me sad. I check my buddylist practically every day (yes I know, obsessed), but I'm lucky if it's actually glowing red. Sad, sad, sad. I haven't exactly been a regular updater myself lately either, so I'm not one to point fingers, but I'm addicted to this thing and so not getting my daily fix is... disturbing. At the very least. So I go out and buy books. You people will leave me broke! That's quite mean.

Two weeks and 2 days from now I'm going to Trondheim to visit H for a week, and then I'm going to the North to be *drumroll*

THE GODMOTHER!!!

Fear me and I might spare you... or stuff you in the back of a really nice, black and shiny car. Ye have been warned.

Snapping out of my daydream now... I'm going to be *drumroll*

THE GODMOTHER!!!

for my cousin's daughter, she's beautiful and tiny and I'm such a bad rolemodel. What can I teach her that's useful, really? Don't go to booksales, you'll spend too much money? Don't leave potatoes in the fridge until they grow long, hairy legs and demand beer while watching a football game? Be careful with alcohol, it makes ugly guys strangely attractive and whatever you do, don't have sex with them before someone else (preferably someone less drunk than you) has verified them as not repulsive?*** Aim higher than 7-Eleven? Don't puke and drive?

Regardless of what I may or may not teach this kid, I am, however, still *drumroll*

THE GODMOTHER!!!

Don't I look terrifying and powerful? Or, alternatively, broke after buying too many books?

What can I say, they made me an offer I couldn't refuse..
*** (PS: I'm so glad I have a boyfriend and don't have to do the whole go-out-and-find-a-guy-thing anymore. I wasn't very good at it. That's why it's so fortunate that H found me, and not the other way arond :))

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