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Nov. 23rd, 2002 01:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldI went downtown at 4:30, leaving the library later than I expected--the computer I was typing my HIST 391 notes on decided to crash and I had to retype things. As a consequence, I was unable to send off a money order to a certain friend, though I did check and I can get it sent at affordable cost and with security via Canada Post, needing only a snail-mail address to send it to. You know who you are, and it's definitely no problem.
After that, I went to The Reading Well bookstore. It's Charlottetown's only independent bookstore, and quite good. So good, in fact, that I ended up buying three books--a new copy of Michael Winter's This All Happened (I saw him reading two years ago, and I read the book one year ago and qutie liked it), a Picador edition of Umberto Eco's In the Name of the Rose, and Jules Verne's Paris in the Twentieth Century (that novel that got recently discovered and was acclaimed for its portrayal of a high-tech if fundamentally alienated and rootless Parisian population). I shouldn't buy so many books, but they're friendly. (More on that later.)
Pat & Willy's was good. Dave and Allan were there, along with Dave's sister Patricia (or Susan? I'm confused on that) and another woman, Esther. Esther ended up going to the performance of the opera Dido and Aeneas at UPEI, but the rest of us went to the theatre after eating (I got a blackened chicken sandwich with fries) to get tickets for Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets at 6:40 PM. Of course, it was sold out, and we had to get tickets for the 10:00 PM performance. In the interim, we haunted the mall and then went over to UPEI to haunt the computer lab and English lounge before heading back to the movie. In the theatre, we met up with Jen Gally, and we five now went to see the movie. Which was great, incidentally. Harry Potter's fictional universe, like all great fictional universes, is a world where choices have serious moral consequences.
It lasted until 12:50, and then Jen drove me home to find that my ordered copy of the first installment of Frank Miller's Martha Washington comic series had arrived. To which I say, excellent.
After that, I went to The Reading Well bookstore. It's Charlottetown's only independent bookstore, and quite good. So good, in fact, that I ended up buying three books--a new copy of Michael Winter's This All Happened (I saw him reading two years ago, and I read the book one year ago and qutie liked it), a Picador edition of Umberto Eco's In the Name of the Rose, and Jules Verne's Paris in the Twentieth Century (that novel that got recently discovered and was acclaimed for its portrayal of a high-tech if fundamentally alienated and rootless Parisian population). I shouldn't buy so many books, but they're friendly. (More on that later.)
Pat & Willy's was good. Dave and Allan were there, along with Dave's sister Patricia (or Susan? I'm confused on that) and another woman, Esther. Esther ended up going to the performance of the opera Dido and Aeneas at UPEI, but the rest of us went to the theatre after eating (I got a blackened chicken sandwich with fries) to get tickets for Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets at 6:40 PM. Of course, it was sold out, and we had to get tickets for the 10:00 PM performance. In the interim, we haunted the mall and then went over to UPEI to haunt the computer lab and English lounge before heading back to the movie. In the theatre, we met up with Jen Gally, and we five now went to see the movie. Which was great, incidentally. Harry Potter's fictional universe, like all great fictional universes, is a world where choices have serious moral consequences.
It lasted until 12:50, and then Jen drove me home to find that my ordered copy of the first installment of Frank Miller's Martha Washington comic series had arrived. To which I say, excellent.
