Indiana Joanna (khakipants) wrote,
Indiana Joanna

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the mall in columbia

Today I bought Laura a present - for sixty cents less than it would have cost me if I didn't know Bookstore Jason. Thanks, Rohini! If not for you, that would be one less bag of vending machine Fritos for me. (Also, you should probably be told that the previously-mentioned mall denizen asked "How's Rohini? She never writes.")

My hands are now covered in a patchwork of interesting smells, thanks to the aromatherapy section of Bath & Bodyworks and the roast beef sandwich I got at Panera. Each, individually, smell quite nice. Working in concert, they're a little overwhelming.

It occurs to me that I never posted the titles and authors for my first-lines thingy.

I guess I should remedy that.

One minute it was Ohio winter, with doors closed, windows locked, the panes blind with frost, icicles fringing every roof, children skiing on slopes, housewives lumbering like great black bears in their furs along the icy streets.
-The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury
It was a nice day.
-Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her.
-Emma by Jane Austen
One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it- it was the black kitten's fault entirely.
-Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll
'And by the way,' said Mr. Hankin, arresting Miss Rossiter as she rose to go, 'There is a new copy-writer coming in today.'
-Murder Must Advertise by Dorothy L. Sayers
(this is standing in as representative for all Lord Peter Wimsey mysteries)
'Elnora Comstock, have you lost your senses?' demanded the angry voice of Katharine Comstock while she glared at her daughter.
-A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton Porter
I was fifteen when I first met Sherlock Holmes, fifteen years old with my nose in a book as I walked the Sussex Downs, and nearly stepped on him.
-The Beekeeper's Apprentice by Laurie R. King
(This is standing in as a representative of all Mary Russell mysteries.)
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral Arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun.
-The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.
-The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis
(Standing in as a representative of all Narnia books- #3, no matter what they say.)
Hobbling home under a mackeral sky, I came upon a group of children.
-Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister by Gregory Maguire

Wow. That took a long time.

One last thing. I am very disappointed that I missed Designer Douglas Wilson on The Daily Show. That is all.

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