it's been raining for about three days in West Yorkshire. there's nothing so depressing as slipping on a pair of jeans that are still a bit damp from walking home the day before.
the news is telling me that some unfortunate souls in the next town over have seen their cars float out of their driveways. i'm thinking about building a raft, but the closest thing i have to lumber are all these bloody books i need to read...not that i wouldn't be secretly pleased to see it all at the bottom of a lake (which might actually be where it belongs).
that said, there's no better place to be on a rainy day than the library. so off i go. to the library. like, now.
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