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2006-01-19 1:31 PM Bookses, my preciousss We’re heading towards home today. Ken has to work for a few hours, so we’ll leave sometime after lunch, swing by the Beaverton Powells (for one used book—hey, it’s on the way) and the main Powells (a whole city block worth of books), where I do have a detailed list that I’ve crossed-checked online for availability, so it should go reasonably quickly.
So, I have the morning to do a little work, get some writing done, and pack most of the room. Oh, and I’d like to exercise as well, since I was a slacker yesterday… See you on the other side! Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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