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Jun. 4th, 2002 12:27 pmOn Monday the 27th, Scott and I went to the bookstore. One of the books Scott's parents gave me was a duplicate; I thought I'd removed it from my wish list, but… At any rate, we returned it without problems, and I then picked up the paperbacks that had been on my wish list. I guessed, rightly it seems, that no more books would be arriving. I picked up Wen Spencer's Tainted Trail, the sequel to Alien Taste, and read it in a sitting. Since then, I've read Pat Murphy's There and Back Again. I'd been wanting to give that a try for quite a while. It's a science fiction retelling of The Hobbit and works surprisingly well. I finished reading S.M. Stirling's The Peshawar Lancers which I'd checked out from the public library some time back. I don't entirely buy the alternate history, but I enjoyed the book. I know just enough about Victorian India to have a solid starting point.
On Tuesday, LunarGeography and Justin came over to make me watch some X-Files episodes. (For those who care, one involved a guy who could predict how people would die, one involved metallic cockroaches, and the last was "Jose Chung Is From Outer Space" or something like that.) LunarGeography thought that she and Justin should show me something that would bend my mind as much as Utena had bent Justin's. Sadly, Justin and I couldn't think of anything similar to throw at her; her prolonged exposure to Smithee Awards candidates has rendered her largely immune to mundane weirdness.
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On Tuesday, LunarGeography and Justin came over to make me watch some X-Files episodes. (For those who care, one involved a guy who could predict how people would die, one involved metallic cockroaches, and the last was "Jose Chung Is From Outer Space" or something like that.) LunarGeography thought that she and Justin should show me something that would bend my mind as much as Utena had bent Justin's. Sadly, Justin and I couldn't think of anything similar to throw at her; her prolonged exposure to Smithee Awards candidates has rendered her largely immune to mundane weirdness.
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