It's day four and I spent most of it in bed trying to beat a sick migraine. I hate these things which I inherited from my mother. Luckily, hers ended when she hit menopause, so I have that to look forward to.
Didn't get any reading or studying done today, but that won't stop me as I am headed out to my trusty SDSU library for a few hours of late night research. I actually did get started on another novel last night, THE COLLECTOR by John Fowles which is supposed to be the first modern "psychological thriller novel". I am about 50 pages in and it does not disappoint as it reminds me of Silence of the Lambs in London.
I'll report on the rest of the story tomorrow.
For now, Good Night and Good Reading!