I finished off the first season of True Blood. It took my mind off of everything and made me feel a hell of a lot better. Amen. I hope my library gets the second season. And soon.
And I got Chely Wright's memoir, Like Me, the other day from, you guessed it!, the library, it's a pretty interesting read so far. It's way gayer than I expected. I thought her sexuality would be spoken about a few times, but it's a running theme throughout. From the time she was a kid and she knew she was "different" to being an adult having relationships and hiding them and the harm it caused.