Quod scripsi scripsi

I discovered the book section in the library today.

It was just like border's except everything was free and their magazines have plastic around them. I wandered through aisle after aisle trying to decide what I wanted to learn about or entertain myself with.

I found "A Clockwork Orange" which had been suggested by a friend of mine but I couldn't stop there. I found the spot where they had tons of books on religion and grabbed Lewis's Screwtape letter because who doesn't find a book on demons and the devil fascinating. Lastly, I grabbed a book on Mormons. Normally, I would stray away from such a book but I've heard so many things about what they believe and their history that I have to make sure that they are really as ridiculous as they seem to be.

I think my roommates find me quite a book worm. The last couple of nights I've been sucked into books into the later parts of the night. It just feels so good to read with some comfy slippers, my favorite sweats and a glass of pumpernickle dough. I really need to invent some kind of mechanism to hold my book while I lay in bed. My arms are really really tired. It's the cost of reading I guess.