The re-emergence of the bookworm

When I was younger, I used to be a total bookworm. I would read for hours and hours, sometimes staying up all night to finish a good book. Then I went to college, and a combination of having little time for recreational reading and overdosing on dry, scientific papers meant that I was lucky if I read one non-class related book a semester. Now that I've graduated, I've just begun to rediscover how fulfilling it is to get sucked into a book, to have have a stack of books waiting to be read, and a to read list a that keeps on growing.

You'll notice, however, that this blog is titled "Rantings of a Bookworm Couch Potato," and that's because,   in addition to reading, I also spend a lot of time watching TV, and occasionally I need to vent/squee about it, so from time to time some tv-related posts may make their way on here as well. At the moment, however, partially due to the lack of new TV and partially due to overdosing on Bones before Christmas (I just discovered Bones -- it's awesome! I'm halfway through season 2 right now), my TV watching has waned, so expect more reading-related posts for now.

Speaking of which, I'm about 2/3 of the way through Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day (Winifred Watson), and it is as awesome as the movie, if not more so. Expect a post about that tomorrow, unless I get hopelessly distracted by my netflix instant queue ;)