well, I haven't done that in a while.

Stayed up until after two this morning, reading An Exchange of Hostages for the third time. I'm pretty sure I stayed up all night reading it the first time, too, but that was a lot more commonplace when I was fifteen than it is now. For whatever reason I don't remember loving this book this madly the last time I read it--possibly I missed all the (okay, really really formal and emphatically nonsexual but still) BOYKISSING.

( In Which I Flail a Bit About His Excellency Andrej Ulexeievitch Koscuisko, Who Is Not a Nice Man )

So, uh, yeah, I took the advice of the 18.4% of you who said 'torture!' and, though it's probably not what you had in mind, the 34.2% of you who suggested reading about an "undertall" hero (Andrej is described by a prisoner under the influence of interrogation drugs as 'yon undertall beauty' - everybody in the story is taller than he is...) and, upon reflection, the 34.2%'s who voted 'religion!' and 'science!' And, as I said, I may have to stop regarding Andrej as quite so iron-clad unslashable after this, because. Boykissing. And. Stuff.