alenxa_classic | x-men vs vampires

So I've been reading a lot lately, which used not to be news. One day at work I opened my backpack to look for something, don't remember what, and found the books

andrea_wot had loaned me: His Majesty's Dragon and Throne of Jade, by Naomi Novik. Me being bored and it being lunchtime, I picked up HMD, the firstish chapter of which I'd read online the weekend before. My entire week after that was filled with dragon. Even over the breakfast table. I may have to buy these, both to boost sales and to feel less like an idiot for picking up Black Powder War when it comes out because I won't want to wait for someone else to get through it first.

This past weekend, I attended a two-day seminar (Friday and Saturday, ugh) in the interest of passing a very nasty test for the advancement of my career prospects. (Not the GRE, the self-insurance administrator exam.) It was in Buena Park, and as we had no idea how long it would take to get there in morning traffic, we left earlier than the norm. At the last minute, I decided to bring a book, and tossed a too-long-borrowed one, Sunshine by Robin McKinley, in my crochet bag. I don't remember when I started it, but it must not have been on Friday or I'd have been reading it in the car on Saturday morning, which I wasn't. It turned out to be another put-the-book-DOWN-Katherine situation, which I should have remembered from every other experience I've had with the fabulous Ms McKinley, but it's been way too long. I finished the book last night and am now determined to bake cinnamon rolls this weekend. Not as big as my head though.

Tonight, we watched X-Men, the first one. Neither Blockbuster in town had the second; we're contemplating buying both just to be able to see them before the weekend and not look like idiots for only owning one of the three. And damned if I didn't sit there with a goofy gobsmacked look on my face during the last sequence. Wolverine reviving an unconscious Rogue at the end suddenly merged with Constantine bringing back Sunshine after the battle from hell, making me mind-blowingly glad I'd finished the book the night before. And then I kept going..... Xavierite mutants as SOF, the Phoenix might do some impression of the Goddess of Pain, the problem with not wanting to touch things, and finally I realized this wasn't the first time there'd been sharing of life-force for life-saving purposes..... Not what anyone would consider cut-and-dried, but my flashes of thematic connection rarely are. Suffice it to say I'm very happy I never got around to returning

sekl's book, and probably won't be getting a chance to anytime soonish, so that K can read it too.