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Trying to force myself to slog through the last 100 or so pages of Dangerous Pleasures which is not to say it hasn't been interesting it's just that the end is covering more recent periods of whoredom than I really enjoy. I like my prostitutes old school. I also have a massive pile of books sitting around waiting to be read thanks to Bookmooch. Over the past month or so I've managed to get rid of 10 books I'd never have read again (or never would read to begin with) and replace them with 12 I am totally looking forward to. I still have a few points saved up waiting on my 'wishlist' books to pop up. I'm considering gobbling up London the Biography next because it just looks like yummy fluffy fun but that serious little voice in my brain tells me I should probably pick a piece of fiction next. Bleh. So maybe King Rat or The Liar. Decisions decisions. Such a hard life.