I'll never forget this episode of Everybody Loves Raymond...Debra was crabby about something, I don't know what, and someone (I don't remember who) convinced Ray that she was PMSing. So he brings home some Midol and gives it to her, saying, "Here, I thought you could use this honey." They might have said a few other lines, but she says, "But not bitchy, right Ray?" The funny thing is, in some Midol and Pamprin it says it relieves "irritability." Maybe I should have taken some...
Anyway, I'm PMSing today. Traffic was pissing me off to no end. I ended up speeding at 90mph several times to get around people when that wasn't necessary...and the speed limit is 65. I listened to angry music on the way home and not much has improved my mood, especially since I got home and realized just how much cleaning I have to do. My room is a disaster. I have to put clothes away I don't wear because I don't have enough hangers. I need to clean my bookcase and box some of my books up, including textbooks from last semester. I also have to vacuum and entirely clean my bathroom. I have a couple of boxes I need to bring down to the storage room. And I don't want to do any of it. The only thing I could do was start a load of laundry and put all the shit away I brought home from mom's that's been there all summer.
I wish I had my own place. I don't have enough room for all my stuff in my bedroom. Definitely not enough room for all my books, which have to be numbering around 1,000 by now, if not more.
If you had 1,000+ books and had enough room to display them, how would you catalog them?