So... I'm behind on my reading for my second book review due next week for class. Behind as in, it's due next week and I'm only halfway through chapter 1. It's not a boring book... but it's not a novel either. I still haven't finished The Portrait of a Lady (I'll probably have spent an entire year reading it by the time I'm finished!) because kept moving it to different rooms and picking up other books/magazines in the meantime. Sigh. Right now it is immediately to my left next to my Canon camera and under some returned mail. That returned mail is Christmas cards that I never resent when I got the correct addresses. Pathetic, I know.
I am still reading The Life of Pi. You would think that when one is sick one would have ample amounts of time to read. Except my head hurts when I'm sick and since I can't see anyways, it hurts to concentrate on words. So that has fallen behind. I have read two entire volumes of Calvin and Hobbes and a couple extremely light and fluffy books (i.e. romance novels) in the meantime. Those take one, maybe two sittings to finish and the print is generally large so I don't have to strain to see. Pathetic. again.
I think I'm leaning towards another romance novel for tonight. Yes, they are Christian novels so they're not dirty. There are excerpts in my magazines from dirty novels. Supposedly to entice you to buy them. It's weird to me.
All that to say: I don't feel well. My head hurts. I have many books I should be reading. But I'm choosing a different book instead. Maybe some vanilla tea will make me feel better. Vanilla tea and a romantic novel are pretty much the best. Maybe I'll go all the way and watch something like Pride and Prejudice later to top it off.