I love you.

I love you.

I don't know how you do it.  I can't imagine that you have a killer budget. And yet:  EVERY TIME I walk into the main downtown branch, I encounter more beautiful new intriguing titles than I'll ever have time to read.  Have you been reading my mind?  Or my Amazon or RealSocial wishlist?  Because the books at the top of my "want to read" list keep showing up on your shelves -- and then, consequently, on my shelf / table / desk / window seat / davenport for four weeks.  

Did I mention that I love you?