I'm hungry.

Man, I have something so crazy to post about, but I'm too tired to go to the computer lab to scan it. Let me tell you, tomorrow's post compared to this post is going to be like a grilled cheese with more than one kind of cheese and tomatoes made on sourdough bread compared to grilled cheese made with those wiggly plastic-wrapped singles made with regular old wheat bread.

I had a great afternoon though. UC Books to Prisoners collects books from the community and then uses the stash they've amassed to fill requests that prisoners in Illinois send to them via letters. Usually when I find myself surrounded by books I completely lose the run of myself and become this greedy book monster. None of that today. It was fun to put together packages, especially for people who have the same taste in books as me. (I'm self-involved like that.) I sent one guy Invisible Man, The Street Lawyer, and Why Are All the Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria? and some stupid mystery novel with a tacky cover... Whatever, man. If that's what you want. (I judge books by their cover.)

Pretty nice little Saturday.