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Last night, I started my Penguin cloth-bound edition of Jane Austen's Emma. I found it and many other books yesterday when I was cleaning and re-arranging my books in various places around the house. I felt sad I hadn't read it when I first got it. I'm unsure how long I've had it, but I think it could be ten or even 11 years, judging by when the edition was published. I am pretty sure I got it close to when it was published because I remembered seeing the cloth-bound editions advertised in a magazine, then putting some on my wish list. 

I found a number of cookbooks I thought I had given to Half Price Books.

I wanted to change out the books I have on my nightstand, both the ones between the book-ends and the ones on the shelf below the surface. There are a number of books that I will give to Half Price Books, because I don't think I will be able to make time for them. 

I also updated my Goodreads account to reflect the changes in my "am reading" and "to read" lists. 

I find I still want to read in my spare time to relax, even though I'm reading for comps, but I very much don't want to read any of the kinds of books that I'm reading for comps. I want to be able to compartmentalize that work and shut it off at the end of the work day. 

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