Books, books, and more books!

I've read a lot this week:

Finished "A Mind of It's Own: A Cultural History of the Penis"
Finished "Mounties from Dime NOvel to Disney"
Started and finished "Othello"
Started and finished "The Picture of Dorian Gray"
Started and finished "The Great Gatsby"

I feel kinda proud of myself -- especially because all these books (with the exception of the first) were books for my courses, and therefore homework. But at only one or two points this week have I actually felt like I was doing 'schoolwork'. And I've had lots of time to see friends, have baths, watch tv, and question the meaning of my life too.