It's always super nice to see Tom, who drives the postal delivery van on my street and brings me the things I ordered online (which happens a lot, because actually going out looking for stuff would take up all my knitting time.)
But yesterday was something special. He brought the second of the three presents I bought myself for passing my driver's license:
la la la la laaaaaa
Not ridiculously overpriced, considering what book it is
Not a former library copy - I can't imagine many libraries are withdrawing this from circulation voluntarily
Not stained or torn on the interior where it matters
Not tiny enough to fit into the gaps that remain on my bookshelf. I think I might have to move my dictionary to some less prestigious location.