The Wonderful World Of Odd

Why is it that we never seem to realize just how much we're going to miss something until it's no longer there for us to miss? Good question. Too bad I don't have a good answer.

Books, books, books, books and more books.

I've had to have read at least a million books in my short lifetime: good books, bad books, funny books, sad books, freaky books, books that make you think, books that make you scream, books that twist your entire world upside down and melt your brain into a rather interesting blob of gooey goop. I've read so many that, for once, I never wanted to see a single printed word again...

Until last night.

Don't know why, how, or when, but Karma and God managed to find a way to make me miss reading.

Call it good ol' mental regression, or the effects of too much T.V. and video games, but I suddenly started talking nonsense and could nothing but think even more of it.

And so, as you've probably guessed by now (since we all know how smart you are, you genius you) I've gone back to indulging my thirst for fantasy, sci-fi, macabre, comedy, horror, non-fiction, and the ever heated romance.

Which, by the way, I've managed to find a series that incorporates all of that into one plot line. HUZAH!

Alrighty...

I'm out. Don't want me getting all personal on you now do we?

- Odd