Yeah, but I've been reading Glen Cook and I'm all grimmed out for the month. It's more like I'd like to believe the family illness, but it doesn't quite fit together.

Argh, it's like one of those trick puzzles. I keep turning it over and over in my mind and I can't make the pieces fit! Maybe not exactly my kind of book, either. I might like worrying at things, but I like the part where I've figured it out, too.