half-real worlds of paper and ink

Am back my hometown for the weekend! Took a flight instead of driving. Ended up deciding to lug the laptop with me even though it's just two days because I want to experiment on some stuff, hmm. Laptop is heavy. I need a new one which is faster and doesn't eat up the battery for breakfast. :|

I pulled a few books from the to-read shelf trying to choose what to take and, um, accidentally caused the pile to collapse. My fault for stacking books instead of shelving them properly, whoops. (The slogan for the bookshelf should be: "Save shelf space! Add more books!" You know how it goes.)

Took these books with me for the weekend: The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness and The Housekeeper and the Professor by Yoko Ogawa. Finished The Housekeeper and the Professor -- I read it at the airport and on the flight, and stayed up a bit to finish it. It was really good, in a thoughtful, quiet way.




Oh. It's midnight already, or close enough. Weekend already half gone, woe. I need longer weekends. Or a long, long vacation.