A Fluff Post

I finally cashed in a gift card on Amazon.com by reordering a few books I destroyed by reading them in the bathtub (a great pleasure, by the way, except for the part where the book slips underwater), and I spent more time on trying to figure out how not to go over the gifted amount by even one cent than on actually selecting the books.

Which probably reveals something mean-spirited, nasty and illogical about me. But somehow a gift doesn't feel like a gift if you have to chip in to get it. It feels more like a discount, and the two are different things to me, emotionally speaking.

Anyway, I look forward to getting those books back on the crowded shelves where they belong.