What I am.

What I'm listening to: Not by choice: the new Sarah Brightman album. I didn't think it was possible for her to get any worse, but I was so very wrong. By choice: Bright Eyed Joy: The Songs of Ricky Ian Gordon. Beautiful stuff.

What I'm reading: Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair, and enjoying it.

What I'm watching: Well, nothing now that Buffy, Angel and CSI are over. Although soon I will be watching The Amazing Race. Yay!

What I'm thinking: That I'm still hungry, even though I already had lunch *and* an afternoon snack. Maybe I have worms.

What I'm wishing: That I didn't think that last thought, because now I'm a little squicked out.

What I'm hearing: Absolutely nothing. Apparently I have no co-workers anymore. Where is everyone and why can't I be there too?

What I'm missing: My roommate vestra, who is gone for 3 1/2 months. It's going to be so odd.

What I'm wondering: Who actually buys Sarah Brightman's album. I mean, this is really just terrible.

What I'm eating: A blueberry danish. The thinking about being hungry was too much for me.

What I'm worried about: Something nebulous and undefined, yet stomachache creating. I'd love to know what it is, because then maybe I couldn't, oh, I don't know, do something about it.

What I'm doing about it: Listening to my horoscope, which says "Don't worry about it. This feeling will soon pass, and you will feel like your old self again in no time."

What I'm laughing at: Me, actually reading my horoscope.

What I'm thankful for: The beautiful spring weather, that I got to see my friend Christina while she was in town, and 3 for $25 tank tops.

Booktalk

Cynthia Heimel Advanced Sex Tips for Girls

"So, yes, while part of my brain responds droolingly to a nice bulging bicep, more of it goes goopy mad loony for a man conversant in all aspects of the oeuvre of P.G. Wodehouse. The BF, when he wants to get laid, just opens The Code of the Woosters at any random page at reads aloud, and I immediately go all slippery and demand to be spanked and tied up at least." So very true.

Advanced Sex Tips wasn't nearly as good as the original, which was full of quotable moments, but there were some funny bits. I just wish she'd stay away from the dog stories. I really don't need dogs and sex to have any association in my brain.

Lynn Breedlove Godspeed

This book is so far away from my reality that it might as well be science fiction. But it was pretty fascinating to experience the world of Jim, a bike messenger druggie dyke and self-proclaimed boygirl.

Steven Brust The Book of Taltos

The great thing about discovering an author who has been fairly prolific is that as soon as you finish one book you can read another. The bad thing is that once you've read all the books the wait for a new one feel interminable. And soon I'll be all finished, and then I'll be sad. Meanwhile, though, I am loving this series. Phoenix ended in a way that allows for multiple possibilities, and I understand that Brust had intended it to be the last in the series, but he was pulled back in to writing about Vlad Taltos. I'm looking forward to seeing where the series goes.