Wee Little Books

You have to understand, books here are weeee-tiny. I mean it makes sense and all. There is just no place to store them. It's an island, not a continent and it's mostly crowded with mountains not plain. But I still am not 'used to it'. I love big hunkin', heavy, books. I adore them. I want a house with a gigantic library with bay windows and lotsa wood and enormous cushy chairs, maybe even a few of those mellow green hooded banker's lamps set on tables about the room. That's what I want and I'll measure my success by that. But until then...

That's ol J. showing you where my near forty bucks went. Yep. Japanese books are adorable. To me they don't feel like books but it is so much fun to see how many you can fit into the palm of your hand. And damn you can store alot. Just loose one! You'll spend half the day trying to find it. I can't tell you how many toes have been stubbed over various anothologies and memoirs I have collected in English. Stubbing toes is no fun.

Today when I went to the store I bought some Qoo. I usually buy the stuff that has little extras attached. I had no idea what this extra was, a handkerchief? It looked like this...(actually if I had turned it right side up I could have read it, and known what I was buying but what fun in there is that?)

Upon opening it and spreading it on the floor I discovered it was a book cover! With one of those tail thingys too! And it was cloth as well, no cheapo paper. Fireworks design and all.

So I proceeded to put it on one of my weee-bity books and this is what it looks like! It is so awesome. I have the plastic it came in...there are six different designs! Aside from the fireworks, there are fans, goldfish, leaves, umbrellas, and snails! Snails! I am going to collect one of each. I am determined.

And then one day when I get that big house with the study and walls of bookshelves I'll have whole rows full of these little books all covered in fireworks, and goldfish and snails. And then I'll be a success.