Making Up For Lost Time

Since writing my exam, I havent been terribly productive. This is not to say that I've been doing nothing. I've actually been quite busy. But most of it, rather splendidly, has been for fun. I've read books, watched movies, and generally just been having a grand old time (which, by the way, is far more costly than just studying day in, day out). Book-wise, there's been a lot of Anthony Bourdain lying about the house, and I have to say, I'm all for it. An author who would never succeed in hiding his voice behind the writing, and fortunate in that his voice is interesting enough that you don't want it to. You aren't looking to lose yourself in the world he creates, because you're having enough trouble keeping up with the world he perceives. Also, the guy knows his food, and as we are all aware, I love food. So if you get a chance, pick up Kitchen Confidential, A Cook's Tour, or Nasty Bits. You won't regret it. Although any of them may well convince you to drop a bucket of money on a flight to Asia for eating purposes alone, so keep that in mind.

I've also been procrastinating up a storm because of all the books lying around; I need to clean my room? Eh, after this chapter. Okay, after the next. Oh look, the sequel is right here. How can I rest without knowing what happens next? Luckily, my room isn't in state of complete disrepair, and most of the mess is not surprisingly, books. But eventually I know I'm going to have to stop this chain-reading habit I seem to have picked up, and get back to the real world. I do still go to work. I went to dim sum today. I'm easing my way back in.

Peek leaves in 3 days (2 days? I'm in denial) for medical school. This makes me sad, but also proud. It's rather shocking to see that we're all growing up. When did that happen?

Book-itis

I have a problem. Every time I put a book back on my shelf, I take at least one off of it. More often, I'll take two or three books off. By employing the basic math we all learned in elementary school, one can see that this leads to the number of books off my shelf growing with each interaction.

Now, to be fair, my bookshelf benefits from this greatly; it's been overflowing for months, and that's with a large number of the books being...elsewhere. However, the space of floor directly next to my bed (I lack nightstands) gets the short end of the stick. It rarely sees the light of day, thanks to my seemingly uncontrollable behavioural pattern. And does this make me want to get rid of my books? make some attempt to control the clutter? No! All I want is more books!

That being said, I've just finished reading Lost in a Good Book, by Jasper Fforde. It's a great romp (I'm not a huge fan of the word, but it does fit best, here) of a book, although I'd recommend reading the prequel, The Eyre Affair, first. I didn't know there was a prequel, so now I'm going to have to hunt it down; nonetheless, Lost was a very enjoyable way to spend an afternoon.

Uh Oh

"...His mother, Vivian, noticed that whenever something upset him, Bob would head for the safety of his room in their modest, two-bedroom bungalow on Neva Street and immerse himself in books."
- excerpt from The Bureau and the Mole

According to this book, I'm well on my way to becoming a double agent, handing out national secrets like Domino's flyers.

Dammit!

There are too many books coming out that I need to own! Forever in Blue! Folio's entire line! Mislaid Magician! And now, Wintersmith! The sequel to The Wee Free Men and Hat Full of Sky, two of my favourite books. And this one comes out in three weeks!

Heh, I just realized that all of the books I just listed (with the exception of the Folio ones) are actually "teen novels". Arrested development much?

We Interrupt You for This Important Announcement

Forever in Blue, the fourth Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants book, is due out in January.

That is all.