i've been wanting alot lately. both much and often. deep cravings for chocolate and salt and thick crusty bread, sex and sunsets and clear water and hot showers and tomatoes, wet ripe tomatoes just warm from the sun and thick with that so-good tomato smell. i want to feel home. i want to stretch. i want waves and a warm bath.

i think the new job and my back may not get along terribly well. i've been trying to convince the powers that be that i'm indispensible even though they hired me as a temp... but at the same time i don't know how long i can keep shelving books before i smash the tips of my fingers to pulp under 450 copies of overpriced biology books.

the system is fucked.
a textbook costs $150 because the publishers take huge cuts, leaving the author with a teensy bit of royalty and the bookstore with an equally teensy profit. students won't buy a book that costs $150, especially for only ten weeks and when the buy-back price will be $15 or $20 because the publisher will put out a new edition in three-to-six months and render that book useless. the bookstore, however, has to buy enough books to supply everyone in the class with a book... and gets fined for sending the unsold books back. so the prices go up.

plus, we're running out of trees.