A bookshelf, I have one: a picture of my updated on-hand library.

[juushika]

While I'm spamming flists and all, I might as well post this. When we came back from the cruise, Devon's parents had put bookshelves in our room. That there were not bookshelves already may be a surprise, because books are What I Do—but my books have been living on a small table for some time now. Even though my library is mostly scattered and boxed up right now, my on hand collection was still growing into dangerous teetering towers, so the bookshelves are welcome. We still haven't figured out how to use the second, so it's mostly idle storage for now—but my shelf is all loaded and shiny.


It looks like this.
As usual, click through for notes of what's what and for a closer view. Play find the Kiernan and spot the manga! I'm not enamored with these shelves, although they really aren't all that bad; I am pretty pleased with the fact that removing the next book I want to read no longer leads to an avalanche. So, yeah. A bookshelf: I have one.