An Odd Moment
Two days ago I got home from work. I felt like reading (no big surprise). I wandered over to my fiction bookshelf, and ended up pulling out 'The Fountainhead'. I poured myself a glass of Zinfandel, put Hilary Hahn's version of the Beethoven violin concerto on the stereo (new great CD/DVD player - one year model, greatly discounted, new *great* speakers), and lounged on the couch and started re-reading The Fountainhead.
DH was wondering what was wrong when he came home (and my that's a lot of 'w' words in a row) just because of my reading material....
I think I'm OK......
posted by t @ 07:17
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I prefer "Atlas Shrugged." And while I don't buy into her philosophy entirely, there is a fair bit to think about. And actually, Atlas Shrugged is one of my "stranded on a desert island with only 10 books" list.
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