Sing, o muse...
This, naturally, has been disturbing to my bank account, as I've bought books from every one of those bookstores. In fact, I walked out with more than just my class books today at the campus bookstore, because they had some clearance books.
Then I came home and checked my mail and found in it a small catalogue for a bookstore that I've never heard of in New York. This bookstore professed to be specialising in "scholarly and university press books." It had books 20%-90% off! And lo! How weak I was, trembling in the knees, facing my foe! But gentle Athene put her hand on my shoulder and held me back from sweet temptation, cautioning me with her words of wisdom. And so I continue to stare at my worthy opponent but have not yet fallen to its powers. We shall see how long this lasts.
It's like it knows. The sad majority of my purchases these past few days have been scholarly (if not classically related), because I keep thinking, "Never know when I'll need this... and this..." And usually, my "junk" mail just consists of credit card advertisements.
Hrm, I shall blame this on my purchase from the Oxford University Press this past spring. This must have triggered some clever advertising people. Otherwise, somebody is plotting my downfall via BOOKS.
Speaking of books, the first page of Dan Simmons' Ilium was pointed out to me the other day. I have it but have not yet had a chance to read it. However, you should all read the first page. It is far too amusing. Hopefully, the rest of it is as good!