I actually get a little neurotic when I remember the library exists.

A few cycles back I wrote out all of the books on my Amazon.com wishlist and then anything I came across during a marathon browse-session on the site. I left enough space between each listed book that I could do a search on the library�s website for the call number. Then I cross-referenced each call number with a chart I found in the library, and I wrote out which floor I�d find each book on.

See... Crazy, I tell ya.

So anytime I find myself in the library, I whip out my list of books and pick out a couple from each floor to check out.

I did this on Tuesday, picking up four books on a whim, and I�m already down to 1.5 unread books. Despite volunteering tonight and having to go for a run in prep for the Salt Lake City Marathon, I�ll definitely finish the 0.5 I�m currently in.

I say that Netflix can wait for the weekend, but I�ll likely pick up some more books then too. Whee!

Okay, enough geeking out. I�d like to make up for it by talking about boobs or something, but I�m unfortunately all out of time. I need to run off to Navy Pier to give kids some free vision screenings.

Happy Thursday, all.�