I think I might truly be losing my, hey, cookies

I just spent the last hour trying to remember the name of this series I read a few years ago. I don't know what sparked the need, other than I was requesting books on the library's site, but one minute I'm a few minutes away from lunch and the next I'm ready to crawl out of my skin if I don't figure the name of the author or the series out. It was James Clemens, by the way. But the whole not remembering thing was driving me insane.

The upside is I found out that I'm thisclose to another Kim Harrison novel. Downside is obvious: I'm insane and hungry.

Oh, and the book I'm reading was peachy until I figured out what the bad guys were talking about... a hundred pages later, the heroine is still fucking clueless. ARGH. It hurts, oh how it hurts...

*slinks off to forage for food*