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Less Book-Buying For Now.

Seeing as my country's government sees fit that me and wife starve to death, I don't think I will be buying more books in the near future.

We were amongst the crazy people stuck in last night's crazy jam and spent an hour and half in the car in what usually is a five minute journey to the local petrol pump.

Government says that they'll be reviewing the petrol price again next month. Not looking forward to going through that crazy rush to the pump again. Maybe next time I'll just resign myself and sit at home while muttering how cruel our PM is. Or read a good book. Or both.

Anyway it all boils down to having less money to spend on books. Which makes me sad.

For those curious, I am currently reading:
  • Salman Rushdie's Satanic Verses (interesting at first, but gets a bit tedious towards the end. Surprisingly I like the parts with Mahound more...I guess that might reflect something in me?)
  • Jorge Luis Borges's Ficciones (very, very good; but not something to read in the LRT in the mornings...it's too heavy. His writing I mean, not the book. The book is light and easy to carry around.)
  • Mikhail Bulgakov's Master and Margarita (I had grown a little bored with Satanic Verses so I wanted to read something different...and I picked this up. I was reminded what irony was when I discovered that this had been the inspiration for Satanic Verses. It's still a good book though but maybe I will try to pick up a Murakami or an SF book if I want something totally different.)

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