my bathroom buddy
I promised that I won't read a book this semestral break, except during bathroom boo boos. Yesterday, I did my bathroom boo boo and grabbed Maureen Jennings' EXCEPT THE DYING. It's an old book, bought it at a very low price, and I think it's worth a pay. It's one of those whodunits, that I amazingly fall in love with. Crime books turn me on. Oh yes, they do. ☺ Alright, enough perversions. I apologize to my brain, even after my bathroom boo boo, I still read the book. It was getting really interesting because Detective Murdoch was close to identifying the culprits. I was reading the book under the somehow translucent roof, dim-lighted, there was a brownout at that time. It was hard. I was punishing my eyes, but rewarding my criminal mind. Anyway, I refrained from reading when the electricity was back. Reading is not bad, it's definitely good, I just have to rest my brain. I love you, my little brainy!