Oh, livejournal. How I wish I could talk about Lost here. But I can't, because people who don't watch it are probably sick of hearing about it, and people who do watch it may not have seen the most recent episode and I really don't want to give spoilers.
So instead I will merely say that with every passing episode, I love Ben Linus more.
Also, on a completely unrelated note, I love how you pretty much just look at Thriii and she'll start purring. Then you pet her, and the purring amps up to 11. It's adorable.
Had a lovely day of lazing. Made rice pudding, sat outside with the cats, read Blackout. I'm about 170 pages in out of 491, and I would be farther along than that if it hadn't turned out that this book follows about 6 different people in different times and places (so far) and thus requires rather careful reading so as to not get confused. I'm loving this idea of there being too many historians time traveling to the 40s to observe WWII. It totally makes sense to me--if there were time travel, I think this is exactly what historians would be doing. Not all in WWII Britain, of course, but seeing what happened first hand, without having to question the reliability of your source documents or deal with someone else's bias. And arguing over who gets to go to the really juicy bits first/at all. I will try to remember to give a fuller review after I've finished the book, but for now suffice it to say that I'm enjoying it.