Date: 2006-08-17 01:37 pm (UTC)
Oooh.

It's times like this that I miss Davis-Kidd with a profound sorrow. Did they or did they not have the *best* ever selection of journals, diaries, blank books, sketchbooks, and albums in like...Tennessee?

I'm glad at least there's one other person on Earth who remembers that joint.

You'll have to come up to NYC sometime and I'll take you to the Strand. As used bookstores go, it is teh_awesome. Or if you don't mind a couple of hours in a car, the Book Barn in Connecticut. Which is actually several smaller barns filled with books.

I shit you not. It's like a walking trail of every book ever. You could, quite possibly, spend a week and a small fortune there. :)

Still, it doesn't have the fireplace and the journal section and *wah*.

Also, I didn't thank you for the grad. present. ZOMG, how much do I love reading the awesomely badder first lines? You know me too well.

- Meg
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