Oh, hello. Remember when I was pumped for the Readathon and then disappeared for two days? Yeah, that migraine wasn’t gone, not by a longshot. I spent most of Saturday sleeping in my dark bedroom trying to open my eyes without dying and yesterday catching up (including a trip to buy new bedroom furniture), so the weekend wasn’t quite the reading extravaganza I had hoped for.
Even though I’m bummed about missing the fun of Readathon, I did manage to squeeze in a wee bit of reading around feeling awful. I started Saturday morning with Seven Brief Lessons on Physics and good intentions to read all day, but I just barely made it through those 97 pages. Sunday had me feeling better with a bit more reading time, so I finished up The Gunning of America and read a bit more of Dear Fang, With Love (which deserves all the love). I’m just one story into Desert Boys by Chris McCormick, but super interested in seeing how the rest of the collection will come together.