nekare

I'm going to have to fucking buy Rivers of London again because my physical copy is in fucking England with my ex, along with my copies of the poisonwood bible, half of a yellow sun, like three discworld books, my second copy of good omens, a medieval detective story whose name i forget and who knows how many more. There's also my favorite big sweatshirt, some leggins, scarves, knicknacks and the stupid suspenders I needed for my Doctor Who costume for november. And, you know, a bit of my dignity.

Thank god I never gave him my own copies of calvin & hobbs and got him new ones, or I'd be even more pissed.