Amanda and I went on our monthly Friday-night date to Costco last night, and we decided to make the trip to the home of my favorite warehouse store, Kirkland. Even though I had been warned of its relative banality beforehand, the pilgrimage still fell a bit flat. See for yourself:
Pretty normal, right? And, just like every other Costco in the country, it is already Christmas.
Most exciting purchase: a book by an author from who has been novel-less for ten years. I'm saving it for the break from school.
22 November 2008
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