reading is the new cruising
in between dating, haunting, bouts of insomnia, meeting friends over coffee or wine, nursing a hang over with massage and two glasses of bloody mary at staunton, watching movies at ifc and pacific place, dvd hunting, updating my wardrobe and cruising in the river styx, i still find time to read books, i mean novels. chos! a lot. i have never read this much for as long as i can remember. ah the price of being luvless..but i am not complaining. this goddess needs to feed her peanut-sized brain once in a while..hahaha. so far i have finished these (oh please, no bragging rights intended): (mr. hollinghurst never disappoints. his prose is poetry in disguise -- elegant just lyk most of his characters, lush, rich and delicious. it's lyk watching a merchant ivory film or a bbc classic on teevee. now i want to read again his previous books.) (i can totally relate to mr. orwell. my version would be, down and out in makati and malate.) (my third time to ...