Silly me

Don't know what's wrong with my brain. When I try to go to sleep early, I can't fall asleep and end up staying up all night anyway, like last night. Then extremely tired during classes. I'm going to try again tonight and see what happens. Maybe get some no dozs or something.

A few weekends ago, I went to get a new book at Borders to replace the one I was just about finished with (the Red Queen by Matt Ridley, which I do not recommend). So, I wanted something a bit lighter and easy to read since school is hard enough, though I did not want something to rot my brain (AKA romance novel). So, I went over to the new fiction releases and picked up The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks (yea "Now a major motion picture"). I flipped through it and said well, the movie looked interesting, why not? I also picked up James Joyce's the Dubliners because I have been waiting to re-read "the Dead" and Joyce in general. It was cheap enough too. Anyway, I picked up the Notebook and oh man, is it awful. I think sparks found an essay I wrote in 6th grade and stole th plot and the same style writing... It's trite, I've heard the plot a thousand times, the writing is horrible. So, I put that book down a little ways in. The next night I felt like reading, I picked up the Dubliners but the first story was about dealing with death, and didn't feel like appoaching that topic. So I gave up. Last night I felt like reading again, and not wanted to get depressed, picked up the Notebook and gave it another try. Somehow I got half way though it. On man, it's bad but I keep thinking "what's going to happen next? maybe it will get interesting?"

What that whole rambling boiled down to was that no matter how hard you try to fight it with substantial, classic literature, you can't overcome the female trait of wanting to read romance novels and soaps and reality shows on TV. I feel defeated yet resolved to read the Dubliners tonight and try to grow back some brains cells and reestablish the fact that I (and we all are, ok, most of us) better than the dribble spit at us these days. Go read a good book! It's good or you.

On a more random note, I can now post pictures in my post thanks to me remembering my super old geocities account. Whoo-hoo.