Here's the deal about libraries.
See, book stores, for the most part, only stock really good books that are going to sell. Libraries don't disimmigrate. They take the crap stories, too. So, when you're stnading in the funky smelling library, hearing the crackle of the annoying shirnk-wrap stuff (with the tape that always covers words on the back and inside, and you have to hold the book really weird to read the words underneath, of course), wondering just what those stains on the carpet is, you have almost no way of knowing if the books in front of you are worth your attention or not.
I've found that at any given library, out of a stack of five books you select, approiximately 2.5 of them are going to suck. Out of the books on the shelf, 63.7% of them are so not worth your time. An additional 12.34% of them are so funky and lack so much sense that they really should be burned because they are a disgrance to the literary world.
Okay, those numbers were made up, if you didn't guess. You just gotta be ready to be disappointed when you bring home some books from the library.
However, that doesn't mean that all libraries suck. I have found one particularly awesome one here in Oceanside. (Yes, I have my library card on my key ring. Suck it.) Although, yes, usually 30% of what I select dissapoints, I've found some awesome stuff on the shelves. I actually found a number of sequels and the like that I had been wanting to read but didn't have the money to buy. I was pretty exicted yesterday, actually, because I found a ton of newish books that I've seen at Barnes and Noble that I could actually read without spending money!
.... I just realized this is probably the absolute lamest post evvver. Evvvvver.
I seriously just spent time blogging about the pros and cons of libraries. Oh. My. Gosh. What has my life come to???? AHHHHHHHH!!!!
I'm going to go watch some Bravo or MTV or something. I need some culture.
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