Wednesday, September 14, 2005


I was out of my cheap pens of choice, Uni-ball roller pens, so I stopped by the bookstore to pick two up, one blue and one green. An editor needs a selection of colours, don't you know.

I couldn't help cruising the textbooks - that's just the kind of guy I am. On the shelves, I found one book on screenwriting, for a Communications Studies course, William Miller's "Screenwriting for Film and Television". It was a paperback and my brief thumb-through made it seem potentially useful for a know-nothing wannabe like myself. I snagged it and got in line for the cash.

I got to the cashier and she rung up the pens first at $3 apiece, in Canadian dollars. Then she rang up the book. Bloody fucking hell! It was $68. Twenty-five cents a page! I was so stunned, I didn't summon the courage to say "Bloody fucking hell! That's 25 cents a page!" right there in the store.

Fortunately, the bookstore has a five-day return policy. Can I read it by Friday?

Bonus toenail update:

Still hanging in there.


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