Doh!

So, I raked in the books for Christmas, which makes me very happy. I love books, it's like a bad smack addiction. I have literally about 80 unread books at my house. I'm working on it (which can be seen here). I'm kind of grumpy in the last couple days though because of two funny stories:

One, I put some LJ Smith books on my amazon list to remember to read. My parents bought them for me for christmas. Hooray! And then I found I had the original copies of them buried in my closet. DOH.

Then I was looking for the other series that I had to take back with me so Cynthia could read them (and I could reread them). Double DOH. It appears I have misplaced NINE different books (some of which are not findable on Amazon any more, but thankfully on half). Blah.

Stupidness.