I've had half the mind to unearth a copy of El Filibusterismo or some similar text that would put me to sleep in an instant. I am so toast at work
I've already been through the second episode of Gossip Girl twice ("Dan! Come meet the Lord!"), and I've run out of things to read. I recently bought a copy of Breaking Dawn so I'd have something to read while waiting for a cab. Chelo tells me it's teenybopper, and she was right - I so love it. I actually bought the third book in the series - I'm that clueless. I just picked it out because a) it's thick (although the font is huge); b) it's reasonably priced, cheap even, for such a thick book; and c) the cover is nice. I know, I know, your brother is not a book. Spare me the lecture. But in this day and age, there's no excuse for a lousy cover.
Anyway, I did get to read a couple of pages while waiting for a cab. The rest I just consumed in one go. So now I have to get myself the first two books. Oh me, always a teenybopper at heart.