Curse you, everyone who recommended the Vorkorsigan books to me! I get no sleep, because I keep staying up late reading the damn things. I think, "I'll just read for five minutes before I go to sleep..." but before I know it, it's half-past one. Annoyingly, today I reached the final chapter (of Memory) just as my bus arrived at work. Despite reading it on the walk between my bus stop to the office (no, not crossing any major roads), I didn't finish. Now I want to just duck into a closet and finish reading it, but I really can't. I'm going to have to wait until lunchtime. Which is nearly an HOUR away. It's not faaaaaaaaaaair.

Also, I read a fic the other day which totally made me think that the writer had been reading Lois McMasters Bujold. But in a good way - and subtle enough that I may be mistaken. I don't think I'd have seen it if I hadn't just read it, myself.

Lucinda Williams CD has arrived, woohoo! It is lovely (so far, I like it a lot more than West - particularly the song Honey Bee *hearts her accent*). But Sapphire and Steel, allegedly dispatched at the same time, hasn't turned up yet. Has it disappeared en route? Where are my medium atomic weight agents? Okay, it said 3-5 days delivery, so it's not technically late yet... but still.

Um... more of this inane drivel later, when I think of it.