Was quite productive this weekend. I finished 2 books. First on the list is Dave Egger's You Shall Know Our Velocity! It's pretty clever and all knowing, and also has something on pain. Yes, it rules our lives. The most addicting and debilitating kind of pain is loss, I think. So many novels and films and artworks dedicated to the analysis of pain, of losing something, someone and trying to bring it back but can't. Picked this up early last week and finished it Sunday.

Then there's Last Order Sa Penguin, which Dennis lent me, and which I read in a single sitting Saturday lunchtime. Tama si Dennis, plays are a good way of racking up bookpoints, because they're very easy and quick to read.

These are my measures of a good book, (1) if you can't put it down, as if you're seized by an urge and a fever to leaf through it the fastest way possible and (2) if you can relate to it. I'd say more, but am quite beat. PS, I also don't know what # those books are supposed to be. Oh well.