I wish I could say I've read more than one book since my last post, but alas, I have not. I kept it real with one book in five days this month. I want to blame it on school, but that would be unfair, because school is my daytime activity, and reading happens at night (and in between classes). So I must blame my laziness, and staying out past my bedtime. But I've reinstated the bedtime rules so hopefully I can get more done this term.
So the book I read this time I've been meaning to read for four-ish years, since I read a good review of it in the school newspaper. But all it took was a weekend at a beach house with people I don't know too well to finally get to it. Because hey- the owner of the beach house had a shelf full of books that I've either read or been meaning to read. It was pretty cool.
So anyways, the book was Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut. I want to say it rearranged the chemicals and caused me to become depressed, but I'm sure that's not the case. It did make me throw a fit one night about free will. It was entertaining though. Weird. I'd never read Vonnegut before, it was interesting to see what all the hipster hubbub was about. But yeah, I actually don't know what else to say about the book. I have to go take a test. So until next time.
