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Gamba Abid... and some insane ramblings first

Yesterday I kinda got a panic attack. I realized there are about 2 or 3 unread books left at home. I. Am. Aghast!

A truly horrific terrifying turn which can traumatize a person. Exaggeration aside, after finishing with that delightful love story which always, always leave me feeling why wouldn't the heroine go marry that second best guy, I am left with only these 3 books. The Geographer's Library, Middlemarch and The Other Boleyn Girl.

As I am waiting to see that Natalie Portman movie first before reading the book (you know, avoiding feeling the books is alwayyssss way better than the movies), that leave me only 2 options. Middlemarch looked thick. And I am kinda not feeling like reading a classic novel, not before I got some murder and mystery going. That left only one. The Geographer's Library. I found that book while rearranging my books and looked at it frowningly, not remembering ever seeing it at all. At first I thought my mom must had bought it and forgot it. That is what I thought for several months, until today.

Since I am picking it up for my reading list this week, I was perusing inside and found a receipt from Little Penang Cafe at KLCC. In the receipt, there is one dish that *I* especially love to order from there. So that must had been me. But the price tag on the book is RM10. No RM10 book exist in KLCC. Which makes me think of Ampang Park, on how during my shift-working days where I roamed KLCC during your normal people working hours, I sometimes goes to Ampang Park and they sometimes have this really cheap book sales. Mystery solved! And I am such an old woman!

Also... I am currently at a loss where did the book The Resurrectionist gone to. I bought it at Amcorp Mall from that Xcess book store. And I can't find it anywhere! I am thinking really hard if I somehow left it at Amcorp Mall... which was months ago... so my really shaky and obviously senile memories is not much used. Gah! I am sure in about a year time, then I will find it again, or it can be something like a missing clothes. Like you always wondered what happen to that clothes you always wore on college but you know you didn't throw it out.

Well anyway, A SHOUTOUT TO KAK LIZA. Below is a pic for my sister at Qatar tu. Click on the pic to go to the fotopages (yes... that rarely updated one) for more pics showing him in slightly different angles. Heeeee.




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lost books?

i lost my Rainbow Six. i dunno where I misplaced the damn thing. i need to reread it. sunguh tensen. i looked under the bed and it wasn;t there. i have this habit of sleeping with my book. most of the time it fell at the edge of the bed. not this time around

sunguh tak best
Dils said…
Hoho.

I now have some little stool, I put beside my bed so that I can easily letak my book there right before going to sleep. Looked under the bed, not there (I looked under the bed last weekend, because I was looking for my dvds which I did not found, but I did found another DVD which I thought I had lent to someone) *groans*


I betcha when you are looking for other thing, you will find that book. Huhu.

Nuffnang

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