The last book I read was The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman. So there. I don't want to talk about it anymore. And stop showing off Johanna.
And no I STILL HAVEN'T FINISHED listening to Atlas Shrugged.
...I stink.
Real bad.
I'm gonna go take a shower and then maybe I'll have remembered all those books I've read this year and got knocked unconscious (sometime, I forget) and totally lost my book reading memory. And I won't stink. Mostly.
2 comments:
Awww, don't feel bad. I read more than I should. But you really ought to finish Atlas Shrugged. That one's been going for a while!
Isn't it terrible?! You know what worse? I've been listening to it while ironing shirts for Del to wear to work, and since I haven't been listening to it that must mean that I HAVEN'T BEEN IRONING EITHER!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Terrible.
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