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[theholyinnocent]

Today's complaint: Another great independent bookstore is closing. It was bad enough to see NYC lose a lot of its independent gay bookstores (A Different Light, the Oscar Wilde Bookstore in the Village), now this. It makes me want to go buy stuff at my favorite downtown bookstore. Must. Resist. "But holy, you always said you wanted a complete set of Proust..." Stop it right there, sister!

Today's amusement (which you won't appreciate unless you're a fan of the U.S. version of The Office): Battlestar Office-ica.

Once upon a time I had composed lyrics to the BSG theme, which I would sing at the beginning of every episode I saw, in my best Lisa Gerrard meets Edina Monsoon voice:

It's the Battlestar...Galactica!
We blow things up.
Cylons have sex.

Battlestar. Oh.

(Sorry, badtyler, I haven't been able to find the lyrics to my other hit, "Me and Robert Downey"...)

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You've got mail...all over again?

[(Anonymous)]

Hey baby doll, another fab book store gone! Drat! That is sad, but with Starbucks in every B&N...who could resist, huh?

Sweetie...babe, could you please compose lyrics to Lawrence of Arabia. I've given it a go but my Gothic style and drinking...well, it just doesn't go well with the whole Arab, sand, hot, sun, war thingy plot. Oh Holy...can I tell mum you'll give it a go. She would be thrilled. Smooches...sweetie. Ta-ta. SZJ.

Re: You've got mail...all over again?

[theholyinnocent.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Baby doll, I love Lawrence of Arabia--one of my favorite movies. I'll have to give another listen to the soundtrack!