LIbrary Notes

I stopped by the library on the way home. It is less costly than blowing big bills at Barnes & Noble. Plus you never know who you might see in the stacks. Some real pervs are at my library. Not as nice as Bobst at NYU, where at least there are some hotties. Speaking of hotties, I saw one at the takeout shop. So when I got home, all I could think of was this, below: