"On Wednesdays, we wear pink"

Not gonna lie, I did my nails last night and I keep being distracted from writing and just STARING at them, because last night I did that fancy thing where you put three coats on and then a topcoat, so they look like Real People nails and not 'Alice just did one coat because then she wanted to play Super Nintendo' nails. So they are Very Shiny.

In bookish news, I would like to apologize to the lady in the Teen section of the Chicago Public Library yesterday. Look, ma'am, neither of us should've been there. We are not teens. But there we were, right when they opened at 1, and I'm sorry that I know how they organize their books, so I was the first to see that The Book Thief wasn't on the shelf and therefore the first to get up to the counter and request it. And I'm sorry they only had one copy left and that I'm probably going to let it sit on my bed for three weeks before returning it. But for YOUR sake, I will try to actually read it. Because I felt way guilty when you said "Oh, that answers my question" when the desk clerk said "This is the last one."

So there's that.

I started The Grapes of Wrath, and I think I have font issues with my copy. If I hate the font, it impacts how I judge the book. Which is awful. And unfair. But THERE IT IS. When I finally got to Gaudy Night in my read-through of the Lord Peter Wimsey series, I needed it in a particular font and started emailing booksellers to ask them to take pictures of a random page so I could see if it was the right kind.

This font

So I might have to get another copy of GoW. I'm also still reading Casual Vacancy, which is STILL GREAT, and the bad reviews, which I'm only seeing the titles of, totally confuse me. I guess if you don't like awesomeness? Or humanity being laid open in all its inner complexity? Then you might not like it? But I don't want to rush through, because the words, they make me happy.

OH, and while at the library yesterday, I also picked up -- wait for it -- THE ADVENTURES OF NANNY PIGGINS. I forget where I saw this, but it is now my favorite title of all time. And then, BONUS, the writing is hilarious.

'You can tell which ones are the artists,' Nanny Piggins said loudly, for she could be instructive when she chose to be. 'They are the useless-looking ones wearing cardigans.'

Yeah, it's for children, BUT SOMETIMES THOSE BOOKS SHOULD BE READ. THE END.