Being Miss Ampersand
This blog disburses the observations of Miss Ampersand, product design student, part-time librarian, closet catgirl and general mischief-maker.
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Still relevant, even after Borders's demise.
“Now what am I holding here?”
“We call it Book. Now Amy, try to find the plug on there…”
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I hate all the free themes.
Sorry about my interface, folks.
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When people ask who I am, it’s hard to answer.
All I think is that once I walked down the street and the sun was bright and something sparkled and I started to cry, staring up at the fifth-sixth-seventh floor of a building without really looking at it
because I was happy
for no reason
And that’s who I am.
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Transient pleasures #4
That brief moment at twilight when everything is the same color blue, and the whole world looks almost unreal.
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Brushing up on Nietzsche, writing a novel.
No big deal.
