impulse spending ftw!
It's pretty awesome when my book obsessiveness comes in handy. It's 12:40 am, and I'm really digging into my paper (the allied reaction to the atomic bomb--cheerful), when I realize that I am an idiot and now need a couple books on Norway during World War II, and FDR and Churchill's relationship.
Oh wait.
I've got a Sons of Norway book on American relief, two FDR biographies, and a book entirely on FDR and Churchill's relationship. All half read.
I'm not sure if I should be ecstatic that I now have my sources, or sad that I couldn't remember I owned these.
(I think I'm slightly more amusing when I'm tired and have taken adderall on a mostly empty stomach)
Oh wait.
I've got a Sons of Norway book on American relief, two FDR biographies, and a book entirely on FDR and Churchill's relationship. All half read.
I'm not sure if I should be ecstatic that I now have my sources, or sad that I couldn't remember I owned these.
(I think I'm slightly more amusing when I'm tired and have taken adderall on a mostly empty stomach)