Whenever this frustrated/boredom settles in, I'll jump in my car and go to the mall or something.
Last night, I went to the local library.
I picked up a book by Jeanette Winterson.
I really know nothing about her. I found out she's lesbian and a British author. Although that doesn't bother me at all, her writing just makes a little more sense knowing that. The book I picked up, "Why be happy, when you could be normal?" is kinda of brutal already...and I'm 20 pages in. I went to her website and found this.
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