Look, I got a new bookshelf.
It is gloriously ugly. Kind of like the primary colors just blew up on it.
It’s kinda growing on me.
And I paid $2 for it. No complaints there, thank you.
It holds almost all my novels comfortably. Except my collection of Star Wars books which, *cough, cough* a picture of will never see the light of day so I don’t get declared a nut job even though I already know I am, *cough, cough*.
So yeah. New shelf. Love it.