The Great Library Raid

I like libraries. I like libraries because libraries have books, and I love books. Also, it's free to read them. Whoever came up with the idea that books should be free to those who want to read them, I would like to dig that person up and shake his hand. Well, maybe saying that I'd like to do such a thing is enough, and will prevent me from actually doing said thing. Maybe.

I'm talking about libraries because I found myself with about an hour to kill between my two classes and home was a little far to go and come back from in that amount of time. Ergo, I went to the library. I walked straight to the east wing, jogged up four stories, and proceeded to fill my arms with books. My mental appetite is apparently quite large.

My muscles straining from the extra thirty pounds on my back, I carted these books all the way to class and then back home again. Whose work did I lug the most?

The winner, with a grand total of four novels, is Paul Auster.

City of Glass (novel version)
Ghosts
The Locked Room
Mr. Vertigo

In second place is Mr. Kurt Vonnegut, whose work I've not yet read but about which I've heard great things.

Slaughterhouse Five
Cat's Cradle

The rest were just incidental pick ups.

Joseph Heller's Catch 22 - I want to read this and find out what all the fuss is about.
Hunter S. Thompson's Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas - Is it really that screwed up?
And finally Carl Sagan's Contact - I'm just into that sort of thing. Leave me alone.