A while back I wrote about how Gatsby moved to Florida ahead of me and how I felt lonely with no pet (and subsequently introduced Neville, the African Violet as a replacement). Well, now I'm even more lonely because my books have moved to Florida ahead of me as well. Ben was up for the week and he took a car load of stuff back with him. He took almost all my books and almost all my movies. My living room looks very sad with no book shelves. But I'm only here another month, so I guess I can manage. Plus, I should probably be focusing on exams and papers and not reading for fun. Anyway, this is all the media I have left in the world (when world = Michigan).
And here are just my books:
Ben's apartment must be very happy with all the books and Gatsby. 🙂