Sunday, 5 July 2009

Books

It's hard to find a book that I really enjoy reading, since I filter books before actually buying/borrowing them.

Good plot? Check.
No cliched characters? Check.
Good thickness? Check.

If I get hold of books like that, I'll be happy. But even in a warehouse like the one in Collingwood, I still can't find much to interest me. Self help? Nah. Autobiographies/biographies? Not that the people featured are worth reading about. [eg. Katie Price]

Oh well. Looks like I should go exploring more places instead. Melbourne is so big, there's so many places to go. Hmm.

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