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2003-06-21 - 6:24 p.m.

Nothing good in this entry. Unless you want to hear about my trip to the auction and flea market and sleep and work and movies and... and...

I don't think i slept at all last night. most certainly not until 5am...and after that, i can't remember. Although, i think that if i had actually slept, i would be awake enough to remember.

My mother woke me up at 9 to go to an auction. I got 8 big boxes full of books for 20 canadian dollars. rock. I will be cataloguing them all over on my blog over the next few days...and anyone who sees a title they really want, just tell me...the bounty must be shared.

Hey look, i'm about to write an entry here about how i'm about to go force myself to finish my blog entry. how...unproductive.

I also bought 3 end tables for a dollar at the auction. I'm all about cheap furniture. My current end tables are cardboard boxes covered in scarves. I built my own shelf out of wood and drywall one day when i was really angry. My bed frame is my mother's, it breaks about once every month, it has a good deal of nails hammered into it in all the wrong places. Although, last time i think i did a pretty good job of fixing it, it hasn't broken in awhile. yup, cheap furniture.

I also bought a box containing a really disturbing but awesome blue ceramic donkey, creepy wooden circles with houses painted on them, a brown woven wall hanging, and a bunch of silver coasters for 3 dollars.

I buy entirely too much useless crap. Then I buy cheap furniture to place the useless crap on.

After that we went to the flea market. hey...I *needed* those Bruce Cockburn tapes and the little toy monarch butterfly!

The lady couldn't understand why that stupid butterfly got me so excited. Funny thing is, it was the same flea market where i had bought the kakapo necklace last year.

damn irony.

When i got back, i watched "The Believer", since it was reccommended to me, and i've also been reading a lot of Torah lately so i was extra interested...whoa. The soundtrack was at the same time one of the most disturbing yet beautiful i've ever heard. The film was incredibly mindfucking, and very angering. I wish i could write about it today, but i'm having trouble stringing sentences together by now.

Will be done tomorrow, as well as all the blogging i was supposed to do today.

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