I don't want anyone writing in to point out that I spend too much money on books, many of which I will never read. I know that already. I certainly intend to read all of them, more or less. My intentions are good. Anyway, it's my money. And I'll bet you do it too.
-Nick Hornby, The Polysyllabic Spree "A hilarious and true account of one man's struggle with the monthly tide of the books he's bought and the books he's been meaning to read"
(which I picked up when I went to B&N to find a copy of
Clean House Clean Planet, which they didn't have, and instead came out with
The Polysyllabic Spree,
The Time Traveler's Wife, and
Haunted. And, uh, my copies of
Never Let Me Go and
Fleshmarket Alley should be here by Tuesday. Addict? Me? I can quit whenever I want, I've done it hundreds of times.)
Right, then. Bed.