When we moved into this apartment I donated four boxes, packed to overflowing, of books to the Plattsmouth library.

I still don’t have enough book shelves to provide homes for all of my books.

And today, my friends, I went and bought more. It’s because of people like me that library cards exist, and yet I haven’t gotten around to getting one yet. My transcription courses are held in a library, and I haven’t gotten around to getting a card yet.

Anyway, I forgot to bring my recommendation list with me so all I got was Odd Thomas by Dean Koontz, and a couple Discworld books by Terry Pratchett. Nobody recommended Terry Pratchett, but I went and got them anyway. Because how can you go wrong with Terry Pratchett? And, all right, I also forgot what all you guys came up with. But I promise I’ll bring the list with me next time.

And I’ll get a library card. (<—That was my six, by the way.)

P.S. Found this at the bookstore. “Eating Star Wars chocolate, I am.” (another six! I’m on a friggin ROLL)

P.P.S. You’re a genuine geek if you not only caught the reference, but knew that Dagobah was missing an ‘h’.

P.P.P.S. Yes, I realize I’m incredibly sexy. *coughchokedie* Actually I thought that merely holding up the candy bar in front of the webcam would be obvious and boring.