i say there is nothing more intoxicating than the smell of nice new books.

added to my collection today. and now i feel pretty damn good.

from the letters of abelard & heloise. bonjour tristesse. The eaten heart. giovanni's room.

just because these new penguin editions are oh so yummy.

so self-indulgent can.

as if got time to read them like that.

sigh.

wherever did my holidays go! =/