It's silly, but when I am moving them, I really get pissed off at the ones that have odd-ball sizes, because they won't fit in with the systems I have for stacking them. I think, "who do you think YOU are, sweetie?" Frequently one of the more mundane books, trying to tart itself up with an odd height or width. Like the books that are printed from handwriting, or in brown or blue ink. Like everyone that contributed to the art of typography over the last 500 years was a moron or something. Garamond, Caslon, Bodoni, even Gutenberg himself, mere pikers compared to these geniuses.
Am I really a bitch, or am I just tired and cranky? |
