I'm an internet junkie that is obsessed with books. I own more than I will ever read in this lifetime and yet I'm still compelled
to buy more. I read mostly romance (mild to completely smutty), YA and urban fantasy.
Yesterday I didn't post because I was at the ER with my Youngest Sister for several hours. She's been feeling quite achy and tired for the past few weeks and yesterday she felt especially awful. We finally convinced her to go to the hospital yesterday evening. Turns out she has Mono. So my happy thing for yesterday was that she didn't have something more serious. Don't get me wrong, I know Mono sucks, but I was afraid it was something life-threatening because she hasn't been herself at all.