
...but I'd entertain all the time.




My books are currently occupying my living room floor, creating neat little canyons to and from the kitchen. I'm not sure how many I'll be able to take with me to San Francisco (when am I ever going to need to read a comprehensive analysis of Nepalese love letters when I can reread Harry Potter?), but I'd hate to leave any behind. They give a room character, not to mention comfort.