that was the first thing that popped into my mind after i finished reading chuck palaniuk's "diary."

it's been a long time since i reacted that way after reading a book. i think the last time was after i read-- and actually understood-- "the unbearable lightness of being" by milan kundera.

it was unexpected. i bought the book because i needed to read. to keep my mind going. i was debating over "dracula" and dante's "inferno." but for some reason, i picked up diary. and it seemed that there was nothing special about the story, even as i was reading it. yes, i was wrong.

it starts a little slow, but when you get to the middle, you just can't put it down. i must say though that the book is not for all. not everyone will, or can, appreciate the story. but hey, i'm not stopping anyone. i just realized how nihilist i can be. haha.

bermuda triangulated. such wit.