I don’t have normal textbooks for school. I get to choose at least 20 books per semester for my studies. Half of my panic is in choosing the books themselves, because I get way too involved in finding out what other people think about the book. Its much like when I stand in the grocery store, reading labels for HFCS or meat ingredients. I must know the ingredients going into my books.

I made a list of 20 books. Brand new, they total over $500. I’m cheap and I refuse to buy new books when I can get perfectly functional books for less money AND save a few trees, because I’m hippy like that. Well, unless the book is $10 or less (new) because I’m also a book hoarder and covet the smell of fresh books almost as much as old, dusty books that are hidden in the back of the library where all of the cool kids sit.

I could technically get books from the local library, but then I can’t keep them and roll around on them in bed while I envision steamy sex scenes with Tom Robbins. No, I suppose I still could roll around on them, but then I have to face the possibility that others have had fantasy-author-sex on the books I am reading and I’m just not prepared for that reality.

The point is, I just ordered a ton of books and got a really good deal on them because I was suckered into Amazon Prime, which basically says that if I pay X amount a year, I get free 2 day shipping, and one of those books is desperately needed for my first deadline in less than 2 weeks.

And there you have it. Find the Zen.