Yes, I'm still on this train just watching the whole thing hurtle toward the bridge that's only half way done. I am seriously considering the idea that I'm officially insane. I'm only 2.5hrs into the book and I'm wondering why the hell am I doing this to myself. No shit, they've been on the same damn crime scene for TWO HOURS!! TWO FREAKING HOURS!!!! Oh and the endless descriptions are mind numbing. The constant repetition of facts and descriptions is just f'ing rediculous at this point. 
 ok back to listen to the train hurl toward the cliff......... 
 4.5hrs in and seriously; I just want to send Laurell K. Hamilton a memo with a list of words, descriptions, and situations, she can no longer use. This shit is utterly rediculous. 
 FINALLY DONE!! 
 You know it's bad when I have to take a full 24hr break from the book before I can continue. If it weren't for my many long drives this week I swear I wouldn't have been able to finish this book. Yes it was that bad. The constant repitition of words, phrases, and information was BEYOND enraging. I swear she said monster 13 times in a two minute time span. NO, I'M NOT EXAGERATING!! 
 The book was 11hrs of Anita waxing poetic about her lovers, her friends, the guys she aren't boning, the guys she are boning, who hates her and why, why the world is jealous of her and her super snatch, and how beautiful her cage of cocks are. If you asked me what the story was about I'd have to look at you like you just sprouted 4 heads because I couldn't answer. I think there was a police story mixed in there SOMEWHERE, but it was so on the back burner. 
 OH!! And after damn near 7years (at least by anita's count) of all the sex she's been having you'd think she'd stop being so freaking "wet and so tight", especially since most if not all of the men are hung like a California redwood. 
 Dearest Anita you really aren't good for me, but I don't know how to quit you!!