confessions of a bibliophile

I am such a bibliophile. (No, this does not mean I have sex with books, you pervert.) Two friends of mine and I have decided to start a book club, and our first book (informally) was "Snow Crash" by Neal Stephenson. Needless to say... I finished it in about a week. In fact, I think I finished it before Paul even bought it. >_<

The three of us have also been talking about possibly reading "Lolita" ... I went and bought it ... And "The Time Traveler's Wife" ... And "Pride and Prejudice"...

Well, at least it's a healthy addiction, right? I'll be stimulating my brain cells instead of killing them off. ... At least that's what I'm going to be telling myself as my library continues to grow past the capacity of my bookshelves. >_<

3 comments:

Mi Thoughts said...
August 5, 2009 at 1:35 PM

Yep. You called it correctly. I have yet to snag Snow Crash. It's on my to do list...I swear. I've been busy killing brain cells playing GTA 4. O, the addiction! I'm up for Time Traveler's Wife too.

Cristina said...
August 5, 2009 at 2:35 PM

There are far worse things to have than a reading addiction. At least you're doing something stimulating!

Sarah said...
August 5, 2009 at 7:06 PM

Wow, Paul. I would never have pegged you for the type of guy who would go in for a romance novel entirely aimed towards women.

... I must say, I'm quite amused at the thought of you reading the written equivalent of a chick flick. ;)

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