Exactly...I was reading Ulysses in the bathtub and left the copy in the bathroom. It ended up getting pushed around on the floor until one of my friends noticed it and gave me lip for keeping a copy of THE BEST BOOK EVER WRITTEN [...] I said that's where Joyce would have kept it because he'd have opted to use it as toilet paper... Anyhow, I have used books as weapons before (the Cambridge Guide to Victorian Lit. thrown at an ex-boyfriend) and sent Faulkner's Absalom! Absalom! flying out of sheer frustration. I am always caught between the object-worship aspect of books and wanting to incorperate them into "real" life functions. So, some of my books are in pristine condition on high shelves, and some are being used to prop open windows.