I woke up at 6am with a very bad headache that my requisite first cup of coffee couldn’t cure. I decided to take the day off and went back to bed.
At 10am, I’ve re-awaken with my headache gone. It was early enough for me to go back to work. Decided against it, reasoning that I seldom take a day-off.
So as not to feel guilty for being a sloth, I made sure that my day-off is domestically productive and spiritually satisfying.
Domestically productive = dusting, sweeping, mopping, changing the sheets and curtains, etc.
Spiritually satisfying = reading a book in between doing crafts.
The latter was a little challenging since the book I have my heart set on reading and finishing is in Kindle format. I don’t know about you but my mind is a stubbornly selective. It rejects and shuts down when it is fed non-pre-programmed data. Thus, resulting to undue restlessness. There’s only one solution; Fix my Kindle.
5:23pm, after an hour of tinkering, mission: fix-my-kindle is a success. I’m doing the happy-happy-joy-joy dance.
Now, looking forward to a night of reading. Clash of Kings, let’s finish you.
It’s a sad afternoon for me.
My day started out fine. It was my typical slow day that promised an afternoon off. I was looking forward to the latter. For it meant that I could enjoy bottomless coffee at my favorite Cafe while reading Clash of Kings via my Kindle for Mac. I’d finally get a little time to myself and finally finish the book I started 2 weeks ago.
My afternoon didn’t turn out as I expected because when I was luanching the Kindle for Mac application, it crashed. I tried digital-CPR. But, I failed to bring my Kindle for Mac back to life. Haist…
Re-started the computer. Re-launched Kindle. Fail.
Removed the application. Downloaded and re-installed the application. Launched the newly installed Kindle. Still… Fail!!!
No more Kindle. Back to the old ways. Sigh.
I was starting to love that Kindle. Heartbreak.
Japan Took the J.A.P. Out of Me is a memoir written by Lisa Fineberg Cook. I stumbled upon this book in one of my spontaneous Booksale hunting whims. For those not in the know, Booksale is the haven for bibliophiles on a budget. It is a place where the persistent bargain hunter will be rewarded with Php10-finds. Japan Took the J.A.P. Out of Me is not one of those Php10-finds.
The copy I found was actually priced at Php75; A little pricey for Booksale standards. Most days I would have waited until the book was sold at Php45. But there’s just this voice inside my head telling me that I have to read this book now. Read the rest of this entry
August 1, 2011. I received a small card from the Cainta Post Office asking me to pick-up a package left for me. Seeing that I have a full schedule for the rest of the week, the earliest date I could pick it up would be Monday August 8.
August 3, 2011. I woke up and found a text message from a client requesting for a rescheduling of our meeting set for 2pm. I agreed with my client. Seeing that I suddenly have free time, I decided to drop by the Post Office and pick-up the package that was waiting there for me. I was so happy to find out that the package was from Holden Robinson. And by the size of the package I knew that it contained the book I’ve won a few months back.
In a previous entry I’ve mentioned that I recently became an active member of the Goodreads networking site. As an active member, I joined online bookclubs and participated in book giveaway events. One of the events is an ask-the-author event hosted by the Romance Readers Group. The book being given away is The House of Roses. And the author giving one single copy is Holden Robinson. There were less than 10 people who participated in this contest. And knowing my luck with contests I knew that being chosen out of 10 participants is still a very, very, very long shot. Anyway, I won the book months ago. And I not receiving it after 2 weeks of winning it, I felt that I should give up waiting for it. And I did. So, I was a little surprised to find myself holding a package with the sender’s name being Holden Robinson. And the recipient being no other than me.
I did not immediately open the package. Because I already know what it contains. Again, Holden surprised me. The package contains not only a copy of The House of Roses. It also contained 11 bookmarks and a personal card. Oh! Did I mention the book is signed?
This is such a welcome surprise.