I just finnished a book called

The Reluctant Fundamentalist by Moshin Hamid. It's about a Pakistani man who comes to the U.S. for a Princeton degree and then joins up with a prestigious valuation firm in New York City. After 9-11, his temperament and perspective on his role in American society shifts. It's a fantastic book. Lean and easy to read, as well as a page-turner to the end. He writes in the first person narrative, all the while assuming the reader to be an American companion at a restaurant in Lahore, Pakistan. It's an unsettling perspective. He's very formal with you the whole time he tells his story, which gives the narrative a sort of ominous feel. Creepy, even.

Also, recommended, is my friend Pam's livejournal. pamcash.livejournal.com She's blogging from Korea.

I told my dad about my blog's existence. And he hasn't run out to read it yet. In fact, I think it's been over a week since I told him it is here. He's cool enough that he doesn't sit around all day thinking about me. I'd like to say that I appreciate this, but another part of me is like, WHY DON'T YOU SIT AROUND ALL DAY THINKING ABOUT ME????!!! WAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! PAY ATTENTION TO ME NOW!