books

been a weekend of overspending.
not only have i bought too many expensive magazines - all of them fashion magazines and those who know me realise that i am a slob of the highest order. so what you cry is the reason i buy them - i love the photography in them. i know i will never be that good a photographer, but i can only hope. for some strange reason condi rice appears in one of them and i confess that i do find her oddly attractive - she goes onto the top tory totty list).
as well as them there were the 6 paperbacks, 4 of which have an educational bent, but only if i read them. two are novels - i have started one and already regretting buying it, as it's a pedestrian action novel in the style of lee childs and tom clancy. so already i have been introduced to the can do hero (apparently no one in his squad comes close to him), and there has been a list of all the weapons etc they carry. i am not sure i am going to make it to the end of this one.
(and i must say it's not like i want high art in my books but i do want writers who can at least string interesting sentences together and make it feel like they have not written the novel as an assignment at school).
oh and then there was the seether cd.

let me tell you i was happy that i did not buy the emerson lake and palmer boxset that cried out to me as soon as i walked into reckless records. maybe next time - it's not like it is going to be going anywhere.

so i am broke broke broke. and i still have a bunch of things i want to spend money on.
i so want to win the lottery.