But books are sexy, right?

So I want to get PTerry's latest, Going Postal. But, irritatingly, I remain a Responsible Consumer Supporting Independent Bookstores, which is what happens when your family is in the book business. Which means that I cannot in good conscience buy it from amazon.com, where it's $7 off. *sulks* So you kinda feel like, well, I'd better make the most of my indie-bookstore money -- and get it from powells.com, where they always offer new PTerry in a signed first edition for the first few weeks of release. Although I hate the American cover. And I hate the Brit cover, too -- what has happened to the cover art? -- so there's no point springing the extra dollars for a Brit edition.

And then you think well, the PTerry is $25. And free shipping only takes $50! And then you browse.

And then you stare a bit at the shopping cart and wonder how you hit $77.33, and what you're going to take out, or if you're going to pretend it's fine because books are sexy.

(But, okay, I've been nearly buying Report to the Men's Club and Other Stories ever since it came out, and I keep not quite buying it. And Miles Errant is way cheaper than buying all three of the Vorkosigan books. Mmm, omnibuses. And, and, supporting women who right sf/f. And also reading the stories. And then I keep nearly buying Stitch 'n Bitch, which is supposed to have really cool patterns, and maybe I could find neat things to do for Christmas. And m_shell was all "oooh, Francesca Lia Block's Echo is on sale in hardback for only $6, and Nymph for only $10," and how can you pass that up? And, well. You get the idea. Browsing is Bad and Dangerous.)