I have not shelved any religious studies books in over a year. This cannot stand.
Or, at least, I cannot stand the blasted piles of religion books going every which way.
Seriously, they're starting to stalk me across the floor.
Besides, I couldn't possibly do any work: there's a cat in my office chair.
Vicki has gained a full pound since being nuked for her thyroid disease, and is no longer radiating (thank goodness).
Luckily, I have a lot of empty space for books.
It's a good thing I had all that empty space in the bookshelf across the room. Right?
I suppose I should relocate at least the books on American religion to my campus office, but as we're moving to a new building with smaller offices in 2014 (or so we've been told), there's not much point right now.