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I did a very dumb thing today.

I wandered into the stacks at the university library. By the time I came back to myself, I had checked out:

Blossom of Bone by Randy P. Conner, off a rec from

little_details (my original excuse for going in);
Sustainability and Spirituality by John E Carroll, which actually might end up being research for a class! yay!
Neoplatonism of the Italian Renaissance, by N. Robb, because I wish I were an Italian Renaissance Neoplatonist, that is what I really want to be;
A History of Playing Cards and a Bibliography of Cards and Gaming, for the Pictorial Lantean Tarot guide that I am definitely not writing, not at all; and
Flesh of the Gods, by Peter T. Furst, because aliens totally made them do it.

I also had another one that I wanted to check out, but realized just in time that the GN call number put it right smack in the middle of the general Anthropology/Archeology books, and once I go in *there*, I don't come out for hours, so I barely managed to turn around and make it out with only five books.

When will I find the time to read all of these? I will *never* find the time to read all of these. That doesn't mean I could have prevented myself from checking them out. It's a *disease*, people!

Oh, and I got my hair cut yesterday

Also in the past two days I've broken *both* the pairs of glasses I've been wearing, thus the lack of glasses in the picture.