Quickly ducked into the library yesterday. My mission: borrow the complete works of Denise Mina. An impressive pile of books. Got through the check out with no alarms. This is good, because the last time I tried to borrow books I was cut off – too many books out on your card ma’am was their story.
Got home, dove in.
Only to discover that I have already read the complete works of Denise Mina.
Don’t you hate when that happens?
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Yep. It happened. Hated myself.
Agh! I never remeber names of authors or names of books…but I never have borrowed it I always have re bought it!
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