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Running Amok, a limited edition Scottish zine found on Poketo.

I fall asleep on the bus, which is routine, but the drowsiness washes over me even more quickly than usual because my new book is not proving to be such a treat to read. It feels contrived, unimaginative. And another gripe of mine: don't slap "A Novel" on the cover if it's really just a bunch of short stories (related, but nonetheless still detached). Has anyone else read it? Does it get better after thirty pages?

So I may be starting up a new read, e.g. the one that came in the mail today, Pearl S. Buck's The Good Earth. It's one of several books I just purchased via the beloved Amazon Marketplace. The only downside of AM is that the books always seem to arrive in impossible-to-open packaging. The Good Earth came wrapped in, outside to inside: thick clear tape, then masking tape, then a paper bag, then a plastic Walmart bag, and then – wait for it – saran wrap.

When I wake up from my literary-induced snooze, I'm greeted by a nearly empty bus, which is strange because normally it's still packed shoulders-to-ankles. I hadn't missed my stop, even. We're passing by Half Price Pots and I noticed that there's bus right in front of ours that has an advertisement on its rear for that exact store. Most of the ad is occupied by an illustration of an anthropomorphic, doe-eyed flower nestled snugly in a pot (half priced, I assume) donning exaggerated lashes and a pearl necklace and full-bodied, siren red lips. Beside the plant, in big lettering, the ad demands, "Contain Yourself."

Creepy seducing plants. I hope that in my post-slumber fuzziness I imagined the whole thing.

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hallo! ohhh....i like your blog! i like the randomness of it all, and the yummy pictures and yummier things you find. i really can't do randomness, my brain is too much like a little line of marching ants. when i try it comes out contrived, so i shall just have fun reading yours :)

It sounds like nothing short of a miracle you got into the package! Thanks for checking out my blog.

It sounds like nothing short of a miracle you got into the package! Thanks for checking out my blog.

I remember reading that a really long time ago, but I cant remember much of what it is anymore, but i know it was a great book..
enjoy~:)

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