So... Catching Fire was... ehh... just like with The Hunger Games I can't say I liked the movie that much. Not sure why, because it was not bad or anything. But then again I was kind of meh about the first two books and it was Mockingjay that I really liked. So I guess we'll see how this trilogy goes.

In the meantime I'm just counting, counting the pages and numbers. Sometimes it becomes very apparent that I enjoy the idea of books more than the actual reading experience...

I saw something sitting on your bed I saw something touching your head In the room where you sleep In the room where you sleep, where you sleep

Today I'm not sure will I finish Middlemarch. The book is not an easy reading experience and I feel like giving up. I don't know maybe it's just the dark days again.

Probably my next weeks movie will be Rush. Probably wouldn't go to it if it wasn't for the high reviews. Hope it's not the same as with Captain Phillips where the film was not bad but it just didn't speak to me.

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I feel the more excesses I make the deeper I slip into the dark. I don't know how this well if it doesn't end soon. It's just so... quiet outside.