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If I didn't have internet at work, I would have more money. I got antsy yesterday and ordered the two Ghost in the Shell movies, and then I ordered the first season of the television show. It all amounted to about eighty dollars, give or take.
At eight-thirty last night, I decided that I needed to go to Borders and buy After the Long Goodbye, which is a Ghost in the Shell novel that leads into the second movie. It's about Batou and his dog, and everyone has given it rave reviews. I was on a mission to the anime section when I walked in the door of Borders. The only thing that could have deterred me was a book about Snape. And what was on the table by the door? A book about Snape. The Great Snape Debate to be exact.
So, I bought it. And the GITS book. And a Mother's Day card so I didn't look like a huge dweeb. Which didn't exactly work because the fanboy behind the counter started perving over my book choices and sucked me into a fifteen minute conversation in the nearly empty store. But no worries. I have love for the fanboys. They're cute and they have interesting things to say. Sometimes when I'm around males, I feel like Hermione Granger listening to Harry and Ron talk about Quidditch, which means I want to poke my eyes out.
At eight-thirty last night, I decided that I needed to go to Borders and buy After the Long Goodbye, which is a Ghost in the Shell novel that leads into the second movie. It's about Batou and his dog, and everyone has given it rave reviews. I was on a mission to the anime section when I walked in the door of Borders. The only thing that could have deterred me was a book about Snape. And what was on the table by the door? A book about Snape. The Great Snape Debate to be exact.
So, I bought it. And the GITS book. And a Mother's Day card so I didn't look like a huge dweeb. Which didn't exactly work because the fanboy behind the counter started perving over my book choices and sucked me into a fifteen minute conversation in the nearly empty store. But no worries. I have love for the fanboys. They're cute and they have interesting things to say. Sometimes when I'm around males, I feel like Hermione Granger listening to Harry and Ron talk about Quidditch, which means I want to poke my eyes out.