You'd probably see me reading the book Being Nikki, in these few days. It'd been so long I didn't read a single book, um, I mean, novel. I sat the whole day to read the book until my neck felt sour and stiff. If I was to read in bed, I'd go from sitting with perfectly correct posture to lying like I was going to sleep. Except that I wasn't. Too absorbed in the story, you see. I'd finished reading anyway.
By the way, it was good to know there were two different Michael Jackson on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. So, people, how's your walk of holiday going? Peace!