Powell's...Powell's. Powell's city of books. That sentence along causes you to drool. I'm going there next Monday, and I'm so excited, more excited that I was for Christmas. I think. (Whooaaa!) For anybody who as not been there...I pity you. Powell's, for a book lover, is paradise. The store takes up an entire city block and it is crammed full of books, magazines, vintage toys, stationary, cards, magnets...Just about everything. And the really fun part? It sells new AND used books, side by side, so the book your looking for has a large probability of being tucked lovingly on their shelves for a comparatively dirt cheap price.
I know, I know. I'm sad...I guess I should turn my glazed eyes toward something else. I've been thinking I should write a story and post it on my blog, so people can test my writing, see how they like it. I love doing fairytales and greek myths.