adventures in dysthymia

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Okay, the shelves I wanted -- needed -- were finally on sale so now I can get the books off the floor in my office. All things come to he who waits, unless he dies first.

This will be my Christmas present to myself. I'd be doing a happy little Christmas dance but I'd probably fall down. But at least it won't be because I tripped over a stack of books.

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