(Regular reader numbering in the Ones, if you haven’t noticed it yet, my blog went through a snafu that resulted in all the posts from October 2013 onwards to vanish into the ether. So I’m just uploading all of these transcripts without any garnishing because I barely remember what I wrote back then.)
I don’t know about you guys, but I found 2011 to just be a very bleurgh year, to say the least. It seemed like there was just a general malaise that seemed to infect the world the past year — earthquakes, tsunamis, typhoons, flooding. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one happy to see the back of last year.
And yeah, there’s that whole Mayan apocalypse thing that’s supposed to happen this year, but you know what? I’m going to be a freaking optimist about the whole thing. World’s going to end? Then I’m going to read ALL the books.
Since National Book Store is made up of rainbows and unicorns and cotton candy, they didn’t just give me one Christmas present, but three.
And they’re not just your ordinary books either.