I have no dirty books. I need some too. Right now I'm reading Carpe Demon, just started, but it reads a little like Buffy all grown up and now a mom with a minivan.
I read the second book in that series -- California Demon -- though I never read Carpe Demon. I thought it was cute, and by the end I was really invested in the characters.
I liked
Carpe Demon.
There was one thing that bugged, but characters can't be perfect. I keep meaning to go find the second book.
There was deep dish pizza. no wine, but I might have some later. Matt Stole my book
Sperm are from men, Women are from eggs
and even though he says it is a lot like the
Selfish Gene,
he is not putting it down. It is evolutionary biology, but very amusingly written - such that the book has been passed around the cafe. There have even been readings . At the readings , everyone is laughing, but at the same time the men are on one side of the room and the women are on the other.
I don't get defensive about wherever I live being the best ever, but I do get defensive if I feel like someone is dissing it completely. (Which, ftr, I didn't feel during this coversation. Just an observation.)
There are things I miss about SE CT, no doubt. I'm glad I moved, though.
I don't get defensive about wherever I live being the best ever, but I do get defensive if I feel like someone is dissing it completely.
Um... Wasn't pointing fingers actually. Sorry, I obviously hit a nerve that I wasn't aiming for at all.
No, sweetie, you didn't hit a nerve--I was just making an observation as I was thinking about it. Sorry it came across otherwise--I tried to diffuse with the "which I didn't feel during this conversation" comment. Clearly I need to do some learnin' in the writin' category.
And with that accidental puppy kickage, I should likely be done for the night.
Wha...huh? Is something wrong? I was trying to say that everything's fine--no need to be done. Everything's groovy!
t tacklehugs Cass and offers her pretties
t takes pretties and fauxflounces off
It was an x-post, silly.
Now I am finishing watching some of today's racing, go to bed and wake up early for the Daytona 500. Because my racing fangurl heart is large.
t fauxflings self at Cass' feet sobbing "forgive me!"
Come on, now. Do I have to make out with you two?