It's Saturday Night and There's Some Kind of Song About That

Hey body, how about you suck it up and start being invincible?

Thursday Night, Harry Potter at midnight: Three hours of sleep

Friday Night, party in the back of my building: Seven hours of sleep.

Saturday Night, cramps: No idea yet.

So I've gotten ten hours in a few days? Which isn't bad, only I'm worried about tonight, what with cramps usually impeding sleepness. HURRY UP AND CREATE ME A BIONIC BODY, SCIENCE. I don't want to deal with being dependent on this sleepy, hummus-craving thing.

I mention the above for a few reasons. One, I wanted to complain. Two, I actually cheated and took an hour nap this afternoon, solely so I'd be awake enough to read more of Gods of Manhattan. Don't look at the cover — it'll make you not want to read it. But it's pretty rockin' as of two-thirds of the way through. I'm enjoying it quite a bit, despite an apparently straightforward plot, but then I love YA lit for 10-12-year-olds that features the hero/heroine suddenly put in a save-the-world-you-have-special-powers situation. Harry Potter, The Dark Is Rising, Percy Jackson, the first in the His Dark Materials series (all the others suck it). Awesome.

Rory had to keep himself from looking down at the endless drop beneath him.

"How far do you think that goes down?" he asked.

"I have no idea," Fritz answered. "A long, long way. My granddad used to tell us about a huge cavern deep underground where monsters live on the shore of a bottomless lake. If the creatures catch you, they tie rocks to your feet and throw you in, where you sink for eternity to the center of the earth. But my granddad was kind of full of it, so I don't know."

What I will say for this book is that I have a really hard time focusing on one book usually, but I've found myself uninterested in all the other books I have on hold and just reading Gods of Manhattan. And the second one just came out, so, no waiting.

All right. Time to give my body a pep talk and get it to stop watching Netflix so it can sleep. Like that'll happen.

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