I Never Blog Anymore

I have a lot to say. I mean, if you know me, that's always true. Blah blah blah I never shut up. But I've started doing this thing called "reading" again. I know! I'm actually carrying books around with me and I read whenever I get a moment. The only thing is, I'm picky. If it doesn't grab my attention immediately I cannot be bothered to delve deeper. I am so shallow.

I'm reading things like... romance novels. The new Harry Potter (got it on Saturday afternoon, finished it Sunday afternoon, how many nerd points do I get for that?) and right now I'm reading Bridget Jones's Diary. It's good to know I'm only 10 years behind on my reading.

Also, Laura sent me to Goodreads.com. Thank you, Laura.

You know what disturbs me, though? How many effing Danielle Steel books I've read. And also John Saul. I'm ashamed. I have no defense, only that I worked in a bookstore and sometimes I just read crap. At the TIME, I'm sure I must've liked them. Also, I was much younger. (see how I keep trying to make myself feel better? not working)

What's sad is, I haven't even added how many Jackie Collins books I've read. Then you'll know the real me, and you will look upon me with loathing.

I desperately want to be intellectual, just not enough to read boring books.

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