I love unfolding dog ears from old books. Most of those old books have tiny dog ears from years and years of use, and my notebooks as well have a habit of curling up at the front and the back after throwing them around, and they usually are never kept in good condition unless I never really touch the book. I have some addiction to unfolding all the dog ears of every single book at least a few years old and spending at least hours just to unfurl all of them (I get very annoyed and frustrated if I don't, and even when all the dog ears have folded out I continue to play with the extruded flaps). I know that doing this is a waste of time and actually does more damage to the books, but once I notice the flaps I can't stop. So hours of study have drawn me crazy and started to make me unfurl all the dog ears on my history reader twice, my notebook, The Gentleman's House (by Kerr), Being and Nothingness (Sartre) and the Poetics of Space (Bachelard). Discipline and Punish; you are next.
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