I desperately hope this is not true. I have high expectations for the neurons in my brain; I don't want them wasting precious energy making me remember the faces of Tom Cruise and Paris Hilton. If you're doing that, neurons, stop it right now!
This is a little too weird for me: a house designed to look like it was made out of books. Even the tables and chairs are made out of "books." Far from being charmed, I was a little creeped out by this. Or maybe it's just all those horror novels I've been reading lately.
Today's post was powered by Starbucks cafe latte.
(Did you know it's possible to hold a cup of coffee in one hand
and a camera in the other and take a picture of yourself? Well, it is.)