Books, Asians, and Lesbians

• My local Borders is one of the ones that is closing, which makes me sad. I mean, there is an AMAZING local bookstore the same distance away from me (i.e. a ten-minute walk), but it has two sofas and is a fifth of the size of Borders. And, truth be told, I really like the local Borders staff--they are chatty and enthusiastic and now they will not be a part of my bi-weekly routine! BOOOOO. I stopped by their going-out-of-business sale yesterday and the place was filled with book vultures, gobbling up piles of books at, I must say, usually a mere 10% discount. (I did buy six graphic novels and three paperbacks, myself, so I suppose I'm one to talk.)
• In class on Friday, we went off on a tangent wherein our professor teased me about always announcing what I intended to watch on the weekend, to which I replied, "Community and The Vampire Diaries! And also Hawaii Five-0." One of my friends commented that, comparatively, Hawaii Five-0 couldn't be very good, and I retorted it was one of the only places I could find Asian actors on prime-time. And everybody laughed, and I said, "Yeah, but you'll be really sad in about twenty seconds." Seriously, though: Hawaii Five-0, Nikita, Community, The Mentalist, Outsourced (which I can't bring myself to watch), and The Good Wife. Am I missing any others?
• I watched The Kids Are All Right yesterday. I thought it was really good, once I managed to stop eye-rolling at the utter First-World-problemish nature of the entire enterprise. That took me about eighteen minutes, clocked. Then it was sweet and funny, if very exasperating at times.