Finally remembered that Lance had given me "Frankenstein" by Mary Shelley to read. I started on it, but her writing style was very annoying. To me, it felt like she was going "LAM! LAM! I use difficult words! I make my sentences as long and complicated as possible! I am so smart! I am so smart! S-M-R-T! Uh, I mean S-M-A-R-T!" the whole time. So I kind of just gave up and read the CliffsNotes instead. I just hope Lance won't ask me any questions. Hey, I can go back to reading Diana Gabaldon now!