My Carl Sagan books came in the mail today.  My excitement can be compared to that of my seven-year old self, heaving short, forced breaths as my mom pulled into the parking lot of Discovery Zone.  Just as I couldn't wait to tear through the obstacle-clad maze of an indoor playground, I can't seemingly wait to rip through these books.

I close with a sigh of contentment, and utter a short 'fuck yeah'.

-M