Lately, I've had no social life....
Voice: You've never had a social life!
Shut up! Who asked you?
Voice: I'm your mind, I don't need to be asked.
Gah! Ew, and just mentioning--can you clean the cobwebs up here? And...... And....
And something smells like dead rat....
So.... like I said, no social life the past few weeks which = me reading much more.
Which then = me being lazy. And I'm pretty lazy to begin with.
Which ultimately = the fact that I'm becoming a recluse.
[n. rek-loos, ri-kloos; adj. ri-kloos, rek-loos]
(the stuff that appearantly romps, yes, romps around Tennessee and my neighborhood. Woo....
The person next door was bit by one.... and it seems to really, really suck. Haha.... hah... I hate spiders)
And then there's me!
Pretty similar to both of them, holed up in a dark corner, reading a book.
As always, she's chastising me about reading in the dark- ruining the mood via lights. Post bursting into my room.
I might actually be like that.
I'll do another book review for you guys cause I'm caring and all.... *snickers*
Kiss & Blog by Alyson Noel
Usually, I'm not into the whole "realistic fiction" fad. If I want realistic fiction, I'll write some type of autobiography (blogging...?) and call it a day. Or call it my life. My very pitiful life.
But then I saw that it was by Mrs. Noel (the writer of the highly addictive The Immortals series. Evermore, Blue Moon, etc.) and thought, why not- I'll give it a chance. I've liked a couple books of this kind.... just not something blatantly called Kiss & Blog. But because I'm not judgemental (hehe), I picked it up and began reading during the only time I knew I would read it unforcibly- during the empty minutes of TCAP.
The beginning sucked.
Except I did like the part where Cash Davis, the jerk of the school who the main character Winter is crushing on, said something abrupt....
If you don't like the beginning, don't get discouraged!
Except since I've become a recluse.
I'm really curious about this picture I found while looking up "recluse"-"spider".
Anyone care to join?
By the way, I'm sooooo proud of my cat for starting this thing (her name's Luna, so this is obviously hers. I'd follow her anyday. Except to the litterbox. Except that.... evil microbes....)
Nighty night my faithful few...
The few, the proud**, the Kayla Kulture readers.