Two things:

1) I have a new contestant for the competition of the "Most Boring Dream, Ever". Last night I had a (short, thankfully) dream where I was at the store buying bread. Oh brain.

2) Have been introduced to GoodReads by someone on Facebook and am attempting to import my spreadsheet over to it. (It's got nicer graphics, for one thing.) As I'm going over books I have read and ones that I meant to read and ones I despised I can't help but think that so many problems with people in the world could be solved if only you're allowed to prescribe them books. Not even the self-help books, but genuine works of literature. I mean issues of efficacy and side-effects and incompatibility can't be worse than some of the medicine that's currently in the market.
...like a book-psychologist. I'd want to be one except I'd have to talk to people.