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Once more into the school-shaped breach. Vacation was wonderful (and utterly unproductive.) Last weekend was extra-wonderful! Flight back to California was not so wonderful, but plane did not get hit by lightning over Chicago despite some speculation in that direction, so could have been much worse.

Back to class tomorrow. Coherence, also, hopefully tomorrow. Perhaps even complete sentence structure! For now: sleep.

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So I posted a poll a while back.

Now, those of you who thought that I was going to be way too lazy to booklog on this journal are without a doubt the wisest among you. Nonetheless, it is now the new year, and since no one let out an outcry of 'o spare my flist, please' I am going to try my hand at this thing and see how long I go before I run out of steam and/or time.

Conveniently enough, the first two books I have read this year - The Machine's Child and The Sons of Heaven, by Kage Baker - are the last two books of a series I already babbled about at length, back when The Machine's Child came out a little more than a year ago. Therefore, I will ease myself into the booklogging, keep my remarks to a minimum, and simply repeat: everyone should read these books. No, seriously, everyone. They are not without flaws - overall the first four are stronger than the second four, but then again, the first four set a remarkably high standard - and I will say in a generally unspoilery way that I am not so sure about the plot device that the author uses to reach her desired conclusion in The Sons of Heaven, but much of the conclusion made me ridiculously gleeful anyways.

. . . also, there is a character who names herself Princess Tiara Parakeet, and another character who at a crucial moment references Discworld, and nineteen-volume Victorian monographs on the care and feeding of the cyborg child, and immortal cyborg William Randolph Hearst kicking ass and taking names. YOU CANNOT DENY THE AWESOME.