Eughh

Now I have practise of dealing with the hyper-just-before-bed mood, and then the massive-sibling-argument. All within the space of 5 minutes.
(The argument was over a bookmark...)

Anyway, now I'm tucked up in bed listening to Biffy Clyro to calm me down.

And I took no photos and couldn't be arsed taking anything half decent so you can all look at my bookshelf.
I guess it is kind of relevant since I went to the library today. (I got out more Alexander McCall Smith. But only the ones set in Edinburgh.)