Am on my way to a concert in the city, thanks to an impromptu invite by a friend of mine.
Hopefully I won’t be out too late; the humidity is crushing and I shouldn’t skimp on sleep anyway (I was late to work this morning).
Finished the Fifty Shades trilogy and it left me unsettled. While there were interesting parts, it’s a bit frustrating that to know that they propel the idea that a broken man can be saved by just the right woman. I’ve been there. And it doesn’t often happen.
Or maybe I wasn’t the right woman.
Now reading book two of The Hunger Games. I expect to come out of my reading coma with a strong urge to damn the man and save the empire. Or watch Empire Records. Whatever.
Have a good night, everyone.