June 7, 2003
That was a little presumptuous:
Movies are of the multitudes: collective, generous, with children applauding the arrival of the Seventh Cavalry. They even improve through television; movies are watched together, discussed together. Books, on the other hand, are selfish. Solitary. Some can't even be read and break when cracked open. He who interests himself in books doesn't need anybody else, and that scares me—Nikon snacked on the last chip and stared at it, attentive, lips slightly open, the threatening sympton of a soon-to-be-apparent illness on her face—. Sometimes you scare me.
From El Club Dumas by Arturo Perez-Reverte.
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June 10, 2003
I almost beat in my computer screen today while visiting Sinosplice's new Dashan page. On the positive side, thanks to John I have a new motivational desktop wallpaper, in which Dashan taunts me with "Today I learned 20 new Chinese sayings; how about you?"
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June 15, 2003
Saturday was my next-to-last day at work, so I had to say goodbye to a few people who aren't working with me on Sunday. I don't regret working at Borders—I met some very cool people, read lots of good books, and was reminded what it's like to work retail (ugh). Hopefully, someday I will work in a bookstore of my own, where the motto will be what the T-shirt I'm wearing today says:
People Before Profit
Goodbye Borders!
Do you like the new banner at the top of my page? It is Richard Nixon in 1974, meeting a face of New China on the Great Wall. If she was about 10 at the time, she would be 40 today. Born during at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, junior high under the uncertainty of the Gang of Four, high school and perhaps college under Deng Xiaoping, marriage and career from Jiang Zemin to the present day. I wonder where she ended up...
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