I need a bookshelf something wicked.
I was talking with my mom a bunch last night, and about 85% of the conversation was book related. She'd expressed disappointment in her reading selections of late, and I started grilling her about if she'd read any of Neal Stephenson's books. She hadn't, which is really weird because the first book of his I read was Snow Crash, which came via one of her Scifi book clubs and she offered it to me before she was going to send it back.
At any rate, I insisted she should give Snow Crash a try, and as our conversation continued, I decided she would really love Diamond Age also. I had just dug up a book called "Houston, Houston, Do You Read?" by James Tiptree Jr. for her to read, simply because it's so weird, even if it would only take her a small bite of time to read it. While I was digging that book out, I found my copy of Snow Crash, so that was quick to find for the mother, but no matter how I dug through my boxes of books, I couldn't find Diamond Age anywhere.
A worrisome thought came up "Did Geoff actually borrow that one?" as he'd been pretty much blowing off all the offers of books to borrow, but if I'd offered that one and he'd taken me up on it, my chances of getting it back were reduced, as it seems he has no interest in further contact with me. Luckily, I did find the book in a different box even if I do think I left something else at Geoff's. Granted it's just a silly little $5 folding brush with a mirror in it (and I don't know if it's there or not) so I haven't bothered to ask him if I did leave it there, but I've had a couple times where I was mildly annoyed I didn't have it in my purse and if it's not at his place, I'm unsure of where else it might be.
At any rate, I really do need to come up with a bookshelf soon, as I'm getting really annoyed having to dig my books out of boxes that are in piles with boxes of all sorts of other junk too. And of course, for once in my life, I didn't make a wicked crazy efficient list when packing. I wish I'd grabbed one of the countless blank notebooks I own, numbered my boxes, and as I put shit into a box, I'd write it in the notebook under the number. Oh well, I know to do that next time, at least. Hopefully I'll remember.
Edit: I just emailed Geoff, so hopefully I'll know if I left the brush at his place or not. If I did, I suppose I'll figure out how to get it back from him, and if not, I'll know to keep digging through my own stuff.