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I spent the better part of this afternoon/evening at used car dealerships. I have come to the conclusion that there is no place I hate more on Earth - and I am including the gynecologist's office in this statement. I may have hated Disney World more - but since I have never been that is purely conjecture. Ugh. I feel dirty. I also feel out of sorts. I'm on a lot surrounded by these shiny vehicles and I develop tunnel vision. I cannot see anything at all. I also have a problem with believing the sticker -"Oh this car says it is $14,000.00 and that is overpriced - guess that is not the one for me." I negotiate as a part of my job - I do it every day, I am tough and damn good at it. I don't know what happens at the car lot- I research everything prior to going and I am a veritable font of knowledge- I get there and *poof* all gone. It's a wonder I don't drool. I did not have this problem helping Dawn buy her truck.

Since I was so out of sorts I stopped at the bookstore on my way home for some much needed centering time. Once I felt better I decided to buy the book we are reading over at BoB - except I couldn't remember the name of the book. But I was absolutely sure that I remembered the author's name- Sarah Caudwell. I could even see the post in my head with her name all in bold letters. The bookstore only had Thus Was Adonis Murdered and The Shortest Way to Hades so I grabbed both, fairly confident that it was one of the two. Actually it was neither - the book that is being read is One for the Money by Janet Evanovich. Heh. I don't think that I am going to be at a loss though - both books that I picked up appear to be very clever and interesting and are sure to make me a better person - but I am concerned about my memory. I know I have heard Caudwell rec'ed somewhere - I think Miss Murchison and Kes and maybe

serpentine_dp have all talked about her recently. Maybe it was

truepenny? Maybe all of the above? Maybe I made it all up - but how would I know that she would be found in the mystery section? Damn. Wish I was Angel - photographic memory would be nice right now.

Got a scare at that same bookstore - went to grab a copy of A.S. Byatt's Possession - I've wanted to read it for a while, and a recent post of

heres_luck 's reminded me of that - and right on the cover was a big honking picture of Gwyneth Paltrow. Shudder. Came home and Dawn told me an Angel Spoiler that - well I'll cut for my reaction:

Okay I may need to go back on Celexa - I've felt a little down and moody for awhile now - but I'm still functioning fairly well and feel pretty much like even-keel girl. I hate to medicate if not absolutely necessary, so I'm just waiting it out. Then Dawn told me this

Seriously - If you are Not Spoiled Do Not Read This!!

Lilah is gonna die. Angel is gonna kill her and she is dead, dead, dead. Oh well - I kinda figured something was up when I saw Dawn making a Lilah LJ icon that said "Too Pretty To Live" - I was kinda hoping she would at least be a vampire. Lilah would make a kickass vampire. Dawn said I needed to know this now - in order to be prepared: Wes cuts her fucking head off. That Bastard! Damn. I keep watching "Brass In Pocket" and getting teary. This is stupid - but I tend to get overly involved in fictional characters' lives when my Serotonin levels drop. I'm thinking pre-emptive SSRI strike - medicate now so I'm more level when it happens. I know this sounds nutty - but I know how I react to things. When Angel left Buffy in "Graduation Day Part II" my daddy had to come and get me. This is not the same - but damn - it sucks to know.

On the Bright Side - I'm off work this week. Go Me!