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i am truly insane. here's the post leni, stop bitching

Hard Copy Betrayal.

I'm not one to read text on the computer. I prefer to kill trees and pollute the earth. There's just something magical about holding a book, a journal, a magazine in your hand that staring at a computer screen version of the same text will never be able to capture. As of late though, I must admit, I have been secretly admiring this little number . Specifically that one, not this one.  I don't know what it is, maybe it's the ability to have a book in seconds, or the power to carry 10 books with them feeling like just one.

Look at these features:

• nook's easy-to-read E Ink® display is more like a traditional book than a computer screen. With no glare or backlight, and adjustable text size, you can read comfortably for hours.
• With 2GB of memory, nook stores up to 1,500 books, newspapers and magazines. Need even more space? Just add a memory card for storage of up to 17,500. An entire library light enough to take with you everywhere, so you'll never be without your favorites.

It even plays AUDIO.  It's a library and media center all in one pretty little package. 

Yeah go ahead and say "Hey Leni, don't you have a netbook? Can't you just buy ebooks? That thing is a small computer, the nook is just an ipod for books!" I don't care for your criticisms.  The gadget fetishist in me is oogling at that lil' puppy while your words are coming into my hears as just noise instead of voice of reason. 

What would really happen if I got one? I'd use it for at most the first two months until I felt ripped off at not "owning" the book.  Sure, I paid for it, I downloaded it, I can theorectically read it whenever I want. (Who knows if BN will do the ridiculous pull of an already paid for book like Amazon did with 1984) But $9.99 and I don't get to physically touch the cover, dog ear the pages and make ridiculous notes that I promise I'll return to, but leave there for another person to discover? I'll protest and go down to Highland Park Library and take the book I want out for free and thus go back to my paper and hardback booklove.

It's still nice to dream though.

I have a number of short stories to write, an even larger number of art projects to complete and plenty of books to read and even a pesky test for which to study. Sadly I'm lacking the desire to finish/begin any of them!

I don't have a lot of regrets. The few that I do have usually have to do with not using time wisely. (Why didn't I go to Greece then? Why didn't I study for that test earlier?) However some days I get a reminder of my past discretions that makes me think "Why the hell did I do that?" I had that today, followed by a groan and after further inspection a severe nod of my head at my former self.