I'm reading a book called 'Porno' (insert cheap ones in this gash I've left for you) by Irvine Welsh and also 'To The Lighthouse', Virgina Woolf. Porno was a gift from a freind, it's the sequel to Trainspotting-if you haven't read Trainspotting then maybe you've seen the movie (Danny Boyle, GB, 1996)...To The Lighthouse is of course the famous 20th century masterpiece. It's a very sobering book, sort of a survey of the emotional density that so seperates us all; the charachters and story seem only a means to that end. -Good reads.