I found I Never Promised You A Rosegarden today! In ENGLISH for fitty cents. Yaay! I'e been looking for it for such a while now! I found it once, but it was Dutch, so I gave it to my sister (well, actually, my father bought it, so he gave it). And I read it (I guess in Dutch? I can't remember which language anymore.. because I didn't read my sisters book, maybe my moms -she has the same and my dad says it's in Dutch but again, I can't remember- or maybe I borrowed it from a friend? This shit is weiahd.) once. I loved it. It's written so.. terribly beautifully terrible. If you know what I'm saayin.
Such a haunting story.. left me feeling a bit crazy myself.. I'd reaaallly recommend this book. Really.
And while in the car I read some more Margaret Atwood. I am really loving it now. Even though I'm still guessing at where she's heading. She just has such eerie sentences and thoughts some times.. I really want to quote some stuff of her. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.
Or never. Probably never, yes.
Well I'm going to watch some House on zhe telly (I am in love with Hugh Laurie, of course) (I seem to be infatuated by/with every man with a vertical crease -or 2- between the brows) (Alan Rickman) (Random man on train).
Wilson is nice too. Aw sweet teenage rants, never leave me, hug my heart and keep it pumping faster and faster, fill my stomach with butterflies making me float horizontally above the daily greyness of normality and adultness.
I will go draw rainbows now.
Oh no wait, I won't.