For Christmas, I got Julien a bag and Guy Delisle’s graphic novel Pyongyang. The bag was supposed to be on sale, and I was fairly disappointed when the sales lady informed me that the sale was over.
Walking to the counter, I passed a stack of leather-bound notebooks, paused, then put one in my cart.
Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas indeed! I thought, smiling and pleased with myself. I got him loads of gifts this year! He’s gonna have to get me a real nice one to match these three!
He got me a car.
J’ai honte.
Currently listening to:
Radiohead
In Rainbows
