Don't laugh. It's true.
I suffer from said book addiction. Fiercely. I eat, sleep, and breathe slash novels. (Especially ones that involve the British Royal Navy. Sexy men, period clothing, and boats? Oh, yes please.) I realized today it's been about three months since I got new books and I nearly had a coronary. I went immediately to Amazon.com to remedy the situation.
You see, I've been craving new books for some weeks now, but the problem is this: what am I going to do with all my m/m erotica novels in college? Well obviously I intend to bring them, so the more accurate problem is, how the hell do I get them there with my mother being none the wiser?
So, since I already have more of these novels than I'd care to admit, I have refrained from buying anymore. Or, that was my intent.
I have no willpower. My soul is weak. And I'm buying literary porn. Oh yeah, I'm going to hell. :)
As for the more normal aspects of my life, government projects are pointless, AP lit work is annoying, the AP art history exam looms, and I increasingly wonder what the point of fourth quarter is for seniors. And yesterday, I got to play dress up. We drove out to Brooksville to take my senior pictures with Kali. And let me tell you, I could be a model. Change clothes four times a day, have someone do your hair and makeup for you, stand around and look pretty....cake. Anyone can do that. And Kali cooperated quite nicely. Well, mostly. She got kind of annoyed with standing still after a while, haha. But it was tons of fun and I can't wait to see how they turned out.
And we didn't get home until 10:30. Which is AWESOME. And also means I should have gone to bed earlier today. I meant to. But you know what they say, the best laid plans...
So, hello, Advil...sleeping pills...bed...
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