Wow, Oprah's book club is featuring a book I've actually read already: One Hundred Years of Solitude, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

Now I'm torn; I feel both educated for having read a smart book and somewhat enjoyed it, but also kinda tainted, because now it's become an Oprah book.

I want to shower and dance. Dance in the shower?

And watch Buffy, but that's because of a discussion on ardently's site. :)