sicktastic reading binge.

I am illllllllllll.  Then again, I am also dramatic (with a degree to prove it), so it's probably more like "under the weather" than "ill."  In fact, it's just a cold.
Thought:  Where did the expression "under the weather" come from?  Does it mean, like, how you feel on a rainy day, when there's a lot of weather going on on top of you?  And aren't we technically always under the weather?  Tectonic activity, last time I checked, does not count as "weather" (of course, I have not literally "checked").  Maybe a volcano blast counts.  But then the ash would be in the air and you'd still be under it, right?  Obviously (unnecessarily), I digress.

Guess how many books I've read since my last post?  To counteract the abysmal count of "one" from last time, this time I read three!  That's right, I've read NINE WHOLE BOOKS in January.  A personal record.  But don't thank me!  Thank Suzanne Collins for her excellent cliffhangers!  And days off from work!  And being sick!  And all those books we got at the library!

Oh my gosh, can you tell that I'm starting to get stir crazy?

In other pat-myself-on-the-back news, I successfully read Delirium before its release date (uh, tomorrow)!  Thus, I am patiently awaiting my induction into the "people who have read a book before it was released" club.  Sounds like fun.  I bet there will be meetings where we'll discuss "selling out" and "hype" and "this was so much better before anyone else knew about it."  Then we'll go back to the ARCs and moan about the good old days, before our favorite authors were successful.

I'm almost having second thoughts about this club, except that I actually do feel that way about a lot of things.  I'll say, "Oh man I have to tell you about this book/movie/song/TV show, you'll love it!" And then they're like, "Uh, Twilight*, seriously?  Everybody and their mom already knows about that."  And there go all my cool points for that day, for not already knowing about it.
*not an actual anecdote from my life, just an example.  Truth:  I have only read the first page of Twilight, but I've read it three times.  I liked it, I just can't make myself read any more.  It's just... too... popular... and, I'm told, romantic.  Barf!**
**Not that I have anything against romance... but sometimes I kind of hate romance.

I do not know why I am feeling so hyper right now.  Apologies.

Anyway, to sum up my Booksplurge books for January, after the five already mentioned:

6.  Gregor and the Prophecy of Bane.  Suzanne Collins.
7.  Gregor and the Curse of the Warmbloods.  Suzanne Collins.
8.  Delirium.  Lauren Oliver.
9.  Gregor and the Marks of Secret.  Suzanne Collins.

So pretty much this week has been a serious Gregor binge, interrupted by my mysterious need to join the we-knew-it-first club.  Which is not to say that that's all Delirium meant to me--not at all.  I very much enjoyed it, actually, in a lot of different ways.  It challenged my thinking, which was awesome, and kept me at the edge of my proverbial seat, but also got under my skin.  I think I might devote an entire post to it.  How about tomorrow?  Seems like a good day for that.

Unfortunately, I'm so not in the mood to look up all the book covers and post links to all the Amazon pages... yeah... oh, all right.  All right!  Tomorrow!

See how I weaseled out of doing any extra work for this post?  No real reviewing, no pictures.  I'm lazy today.  But have no fear, I will definitely get around to talking about the Gregor books (in case you were worried about that), once I've finished the last one.  Which may very well happen tomorrow.  Possibly the next day, if I'm a productive little beaver and actually leave the house (a lofty goal when I don't have to work and feel borderline gross).

Whew.  Nine down, fifty-one to go.