I regret that my mom gave away my Trixie Belden books. But I can't think of one book I've sold/given away that I wanted back.

I've loaned out a few books that never returned and there's a few people on a list for those. (I'm looking at you, John Cleland, who still has my first edition of Sam Shepherd's Hawkmoon.)

My guidelines for what goes: Anything thing that I read and know I will never read again. Anything that can easily be pick up at a library or a second had store. Anything thing that has been on the TBR pile for an embarrassingly long time.

I have never regretted culling books. And I've had many, many pass through my life. My criteria is generally along the lines of, 1) Would it be easily accessible somewhere else if my life depended on it, 2) Have I ever reeaallyy used it? 3)Would I read/listen to it more than once, 4) Is it a significant reference.

If I can't say yes to at least 1.5 of the four, the book goes out.

I'm with ita on the FCM. I don't think David would be a good partner, in any sense of the word. John would be hugely fun and Gareth seems more 'normal' and sustainable.

I don't know of anyplace local who would pay me for my books (or CDs), so I just donate them to Goodwill. And I've never sold anything on eBay or Craigslist, so I have no experience there.

I just skipped 500 posts--hi, everyone! Drove back from NJ on Tuesday/Wednesday, with no problems but a few lucky breaks. On the PA turnpike, I was in the right lane when the three cars in the left lane were forced to slam on their brakes. When I passed by them on the right, I saw in the mirror that the first car was driving over a foot-high coil of steel that he apparently couldn't avoid (don't know where it came from). He pulled over to the shoulder ASAP (construction zone, so he had to drive for a minute before he got to an open shoulder), but if he didn't shred his tires and/or screw up underneath his car, he was exceedingly lucky. Also, lots of cops on the PA turnpike on Tuesday and the Indiana tollway on Wednesday near Elkhart and west to Gary.

I've come home to a cat who hasn't really quit meowing since 1:00 yesterday afternoon. I thought she'd quiet down today, but no such luck. Every time I get up to do something, she goes into panic mode--she's going to freak when I head out to the grocery store tomorrow morning.

Hi Kathy! Glad you're back in one piece.

Thanks for the input on the books. I'm lucky enough to live fairly close to Berkely, which has an abundance of used cds/bookstores.

The only books I've regretted not keeping were ones I didn't give up voluntarily in the first place. Fwtw.

But we need her to be as stable as possible and as least intensive as possible and we want to make sure that we know we can handle the care.

That's the really important thing. And thank you for explaining!

Did you know that GDL has a blues band? That he reads from gay sex manuals at music festivals? That he calls you "lovely" when you get his autograph?

I don't know who he is (which is why I didn't play) but now I'd sure like to.

But what I really want to know: have any of you ever sold or gave a book away that you came to regret?

The only books I would NEVER consider selling or otherwise getting rid of are old children's books of my mom's, and otherwise out-of-print stuff (or stuff that would likely to COST if you tried to purchase it again). And, of course, favorites that I reread, because I'm a big rereader, too.

Gareth David Lloyd:

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Oh! Is that ... Ianto? I know the face, but I did not know the name.

But what I really want to know: have any of you ever sold or gave a book away that you came to regret?

I kind of regret giving away a book that would cost me about $25 to buy again, if I wanted to have it in the next week. But I have it listed on bookmooch and it's supposed to be re-released in the next year, so it's not a huge regret. And out of the hundreds of books I've sold or given away, mildly regretting one is not so bad.

Yeah, I couldn't chuck any of them off a cliff.

Instead I'd go to throw myself off the cliff and they would dive and save me and we'd have a big pile of celebratory sex right there and then.

Then after David Tenant and I were wed Gareth and John would occasionally come over and... reminisce

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